The ghost of the ghost
Barely exists
But it knows what it knows
And it wants to be sure
That you see him
He was alive
When he slept with the snow
Now we know that he lies
'Cause he says he wasn't cold
He's freezing
He's been looking
For some water
In a new part of town.
Strongers fingers
Won't relinquish
You don't see him around.
The ghost of the ghost
Goes out to shows
And he stays in the back
And he keeps his eyes closed
You can see him
Silences breathes
Better than I could have
All the things we'll never know
Silence bleeds
Fills up with confusion
All the things we'll always know.