Hang my picture, cut my tree
Swallow the forest, let's surround it, yeah
Leap from the mountain, fall to the sea
Hanging from coattails and following me
Well, I have held on to many ghosts
Many ghosts, many ghosts to tell my story
And I have held on to many ghosts
Many ghosts, many ghosts to tell my story
It goes like this friend
Back and forth all day
It goes like this kid
Back and forth all day
Read my story, buzz my beak
Holding the permason jar and caressing me
The feels of the sky where they breeze when I breathe
Reading from books, empty boxes marked free
Well, I have held on to many ghosts
Many ghosts, many ghosts to tell my story
And I have held on to many ghosts
Many ghosts, many ghosts to tell my story
It goes like this friend
Back and forth all day
It goes like this kid
Back and forth all day