When I wasn't 16
I used to see strange things
Some vaguely resembling ghosts or spectral hosts
I was always fond of the notion
I was drenched in some spirit ocean
And all my visions merely the symptom of eyes open so wide
That I could peer into the other side
[Chorus]
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
[Bridge]
You're the freckles all along the hairline
Revelations from feeble spirit half-lifes
You're the ghost that I was born to know
You're the throat from which the echo's thrown
[Verse 2]
One day without warning the spirits stopped their warring
The devil ceased imploring
I said banished from my bed
Or had I hallucinated?
[Verse 1] When I wasn't 16 I used to see strange things Some vaguely resembling ghosts or spectral hosts I was always fond of the notion I was drenched in some spirit ocean And all my visions merely the symptom of eyes open so wide That I could peer into the other side [Chorus] Ah Ah Ah Ah [Bridge] You're the freckles all along the hairline Revelations from feeble spirit half-lifes You're the ghost that I was born to know You're the throat from which the echo's thrown [Verse 2] One day without warning the spirits stopped their warring The devil ceased imploring I said banished from my bed Or had I hallucinated? Explain Request ×
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