Give Up the Ghost

8 weeks ago by @orinthebard

Liner Notes

For the ghost-themed skirmish. Posted late because I thought I was going to record a demo after work and then didn't feel like it.

I tried to use every word in this lyricloud I generated for the word “ghost”:

blares breath buried cold columbus cry dance dead found ghost give go gotta grinder hall hand life man scared sense something soul sound starr stop thump

Lyrics

There's a man with his head to the grindstone
Thump go the hands that he thinks he can atone
He can sense more than hear the harsh sound
Of his ancestors’ ships all running aground

There's a man with his hand in the grinder
Thump goes the Star that he wants to be under
Since Columbus came & claimed he found land
The ghosts of the dead will keep rising again

Gotta go, gotta give up the ghost
And stop chasing whatever hurts me the most
I should cry and dance in the halls
Of the very first weavers who led to the fall

There's an angel with a trumpet that blares
I fear for my soul but it's the human that's scared
Stabbing myself in the thigh with the needles
Bring blood to the cold buried under the steeple

And I'm knitting with rotten thread
Everything I make dies after one breath but
Since Columbus came & claimed he found land
The ghosts of the dead will keep rising again

Gotta go, gotta give up the ghost
And stop chasing whatever hurts me the most
I should cry and dance in the halls
Of the very first weavers who led to the fall

Life is something I don't understand
Cuz it's a giant layercake that slides from my hands
Too many things happen at the same time
And so I stand frozen thinking I am the lie

My emotions a Mandela effect
Constantly rewritten each time neurons reflect
Since Columbus came & claimed he found land
The ghosts of the dead will keep rising again

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