Curxes Ghosts
Bones in disguise
Make windows
For our hopes
Wrists fly flags
Make masts for our hopes
Make masts for our hopes
Make masts for our hopes
We have loaned to ghosts
Hope stuck in my throat
With your heart
Louder with the years
We have loaned to ghosts
We have loaned to ghosts
Make masts for our hopes
We have loaned to ghosts
Oh, break our wicked hearts
Make masts for our hopes
And break their wicked hearts
Make masts for our hopes
We have loaned to ghosts
