Every Ghost from Suburbia by Maps Of
Tracklist
| 5. | Every Ghost | 4:29 |
Lyrics
On this stretch of Earth
I’ve spent my time
Collecting things
Of ceramic, glass, and pine
Painted scenes of worth
Caught everything I could
Watched the dust and specks
Slowly layer upon the wood
But every ghost
And emptiness
Fills everything
And I can’t help this
For what it’s worth
It will all be fine.
Whatever silence brings,
Is what rots the rind,
Dissolves into Earth,
Beneath spots I’ve stood,
Where I’ve carved time to forget
Within our neighborhood
Where every ghost
And emptiness
Fills everything
And I can’t help this
Credits
from Suburbia,
released June 30, 2016
