Holy Ghosts

this city is killin me
i miss the rivers and the cherry trees
i miss the magic and the mystery
of what it'd be like to be free
im sick of driving on these empty streets
of fleeing phantoms, baby, i cant i see
of taking shelter in these memories
of what it was like to be free
so baby hold me close
i can't take it now
all these holy ghosts
trying to chase me down
baby hold me close
baby hold me close
just one touch and we'll never be the same
we'll never be the same
i miss the golden hour
surrounded in the thunder of a crowd
a thousand voices singing to the sound
of what it was like to be free
so baby hold me close
i can't take it now
all these holy ghosts
trying to chase me down
baby hold me close
baby hold me close
just one touch and we'll never be the same
just one touch and we'll never be the same
no we'll never be the same
we'll never be the same
no we'll never be the same
so baby hold me close
i can't take it now
all these holy ghosts
trying to chase me down
baby hold me close
baby hold me close
just one touch and we'll never be the same
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