John Ralston I Believe In Ghosts
I believe in ghosts and don't believe in god
Like I believe in the sum but not the parts
Except when I'm riding my bicycle home from work in the dark into oncoming traffic
Maybe I'll think it over again
Sweetheart, baby, I'm sorry for bringing these black clouds wherever you are
These icebergs never stop melting
I think that you fell for me in the dark
Nervous knees knocking on the balance beam
Circling sharks grinning up at me
Maybe I'm not all that you think I am
Maybe I am
Maybe I am thinking it over again
Sweetheart, baby, I'm sorry for bringing these black clouds wherever you are
These icebergs never stop melting
I think that you fell for me in the dark
But it's over now, and you're feeling so relieved
If I believe in ghosts and don't believe in god
Then I believe in the sum but not the part
Jumpin' jack pumpkinhead pin cushion doll I'm dead with all the things I never said buried in my flower bed maybe I'll think it over again next time
