It was one of those days The dead were digging upwards through the earth I saw ghosts in the rain,
ghosts in the ice Ghosts in the airport carousel Little richard on the radio,
coffee in my cup I flew in from lisbon with a song to wake you up A song to wake you up and a kiss to wake you up I flew in to hold you in my arms Almond butter for my baby Beauty in my bed I lightly pinch a wrinkle in your brow I saw ghosts in the trees,
ghosts in the streets Ghosts way out in Chinatown
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