We Can Be Ghosts Now - Hiatus
Bury everything you own
On a hill in Peckham Rye
Say a prayer for those you've known
As tracer fire scars the sky
Heaven of abandoned stars
River running black and red
Fight your way through crowds and cars
As rockets flower overhead
Meet me in the dust cloud
As The Towers topple over ground
We can be ghosts now
We don't ever have to make a sound
Meet me in the white light
As the city slowly lifts away
We can be a ghost now
With the memory of another day
Memory of another day
Meet me in the white light
In the white light now
Meet me in the white light
In the white light now
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