We Write the Ghost Stories Songtext
von Pattern‐Seeking Animals
We Write the Ghost Stories Songtext
Unbroken horses are scattering
Out past the fences, they′re circling
Gathering forces and dashing our hopes
So go the ways of our useless ropes
Searching the sacraments, these were no accidents
Every soul in town was drowning
Empty of empathy, unfinished sympathy
We write the ghost stories as we go
Unbroken horses won't share the blame
It′s all but over, they've rigged the game
Best not to follow down to the sea
They've primed the bridges with gasoline
These aren′t the glory days, this isn′t nature's way
Covered all in dust and rusted
Dreams hold the evidence, angels are causing this
We write the ghost stories as we go
Searching the sacraments, these were no accidents
Every soul in town was drowning
Empty of empathy, unfinished sympathy
We write the ghost stories as we go
We write the ghost stories as we go
We write the ghost stories as we go
Searching the sacraments, these were no accidents
Every soul in town was drowning
Empty of empathy, unfinished sympathy
We write the ghost stories as we go
We write the ghost stories as we go
We write the ghost stories
Out past the fences, they′re circling
Gathering forces and dashing our hopes
So go the ways of our useless ropes
Searching the sacraments, these were no accidents
Every soul in town was drowning
Empty of empathy, unfinished sympathy
We write the ghost stories as we go
Unbroken horses won't share the blame
It′s all but over, they've rigged the game
Best not to follow down to the sea
They've primed the bridges with gasoline
These aren′t the glory days, this isn′t nature's way
Covered all in dust and rusted
Dreams hold the evidence, angels are causing this
We write the ghost stories as we go
Searching the sacraments, these were no accidents
Every soul in town was drowning
Empty of empathy, unfinished sympathy
We write the ghost stories as we go
We write the ghost stories as we go
We write the ghost stories as we go
Searching the sacraments, these were no accidents
Every soul in town was drowning
Empty of empathy, unfinished sympathy
We write the ghost stories as we go
We write the ghost stories as we go
We write the ghost stories
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