G D
The heat of the sun stayed on through the night
F Em
Made specters of strangers playing games with my sight
G D
I passed through the station, a face in the crowd
F Em
The whistle was blowing, the barrier came down
G D
There was my baby, in another's embrace
F Em
I called out her name in shame and disgrace
Am G F
Yes, i have ghosts, not all of them dead
Am G
Making dust of my dreams
F Em
Spinning round and around
D
Around in my head
G D
Train on the tracks, teeth of the zip
F Em
The slider moves down, we were joined at the hip
G D
Stealing the groove, the widening gap
F C
Unfastening rails from a past with no map
Am G F
Yes, i have ghosts, a fleeting sight
Am G
It's always the living
F Em
That are haunting my nights
Solo:
D Am G F Am G F Em D
G D
Where is the sweet soul that you used to be
F Em
Gone like a thistle that's blown on the breeze
G D
I guess when it's over, this haunting will end
F C
The waiting, the baiting, my killer, my friend
Am G F
Yes, i have ghosts, not all of them dead
Am G
And they dance by the moon
F Em D
Millstones white as the sheet, on my bed
Final:
D G D F C Am G F Am G F Em
D G D F Em G D F C G D
Composição de Polly Samson