[00:05.450]The heat of the sun
[00:07.970]Stayed on through the night
[00:10.640]Made spectres of strangers
[00:13.720]Playing games with my sight
[00:16.720]I passed through the station
[00:19.410]A face in the crowd
[00:22.350]The whistle was blowing
[00:25.240]The barrier came down
[00:28.150]There was my baby
[00:30.780]In another's embrace
[00:33.590]I called out her name
[00:36.260]In shame and disgrace
[00:39.560]Yes, I have ghosts
[00:42.150]Not all of them dead
[00:44.680]Making dust of my dreams
[00:47.570]Spinning round and around
[00:50.730]Around in my head
[00:55.320]Train on the tracks
[00:58.200]Teeth of the zip
[01:00.770]The slider moves down
[01:03.420]We were joined at the hip
[01:06.700]Steel in the groove
[01:09.320]The widening gap
[01:12.070]Unfastening rails from a past with no map
[01:18.070]Yes, I have ghosts
[01:20.890]A fleeting sight
[01:23.570]It's always the living that are haunting my nights
[01:49.720]Where is the sweet soul
[01:52.540]That you used to be?
[01:55.470]Gone like a thistle that’s blown on the breeze
[02:01.080]I guess when it's over
[02:03.760]This haunting will end
[02:06.710]The waiting, the baiting
[02:09.440]My killer, my friend
[02:12.640]Yes, I have ghosts
[02:15.240]Not all of them dead
[02:17.970]And they dance by the moon
[02:20.570]Millstones white as the sheet on my bed