Ghost Of A Thousand Moved As Mountains Dreamt Of By The Sea
I've got the sun, she sleeps right next to me, I've got the stars kept in a hollow shell and we met the kids who fled from cities to the soil, and flew from Arizona to the shores of Italy, to find a cure for all the curses that are dreamt up by the sea. Witch, Nun, Beggar by what name do you feel whole? We're swimming up now sugar, it's in your eyes, I'm swimming up to meet you caught in the tide, I met the mountains they were sworn to comply, I swam the depths and I found diamonds in their eyes. This is forever music. This is the stolen life. Give it time, give it time. These are the stories of dead men, these are the days of do or die, forgiveness seems a mile away and distant from your home, but you must know that you will never die alone. Not die alone.
