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| Jon Brion Meaningless Her Ghost Song: Her Ghost Artist: Jon Brion Album: Meaningless (2000) Her ghost is six or so feet tall And the lights in the house are dim His voice still echoes through the hall She cant get away from him I clear the couch off and I sit She hangs up the phone and then She says she cant believe he quit But I know hell be back again Every hour on the hour He will reappear and make it clear that hes around Its not your average social call He does it all without a sound Her ghost is propped up in the hall He speaks no evil there He doesnt notice me at all I find it a bit unfair Im bathed in shadow from that wall I know hell be in the air Every hour on the hour Shell watch her apparition stare her down, but pass her by And Ive no ammunition Im the one whos being exorcised Every hour on the hour Every moment all my power And every where I turn I tend to learn that shes got Memories that never burn And this is of concern and I prepare to go Cause this I know that Though hes out of sight Hes in her mind and in my hair Im tiring of this fight Besides its getting me nowhere Her ghost makes all of this occur He does it breathlessly So long as hes the life in her Hell be the death of me Transcribed by Nadja Dee Tanaka WEBSITE: www.nadjadee.com Please send all corrections to nadjadee@nadjadee.com |
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