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Oh! These Ghosts!

Thieving Birds
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Abraham set out to kill his own son Was it a quest or confession of a man come undone? My father would never have loaded his gun His gun My Lily, she came in a dream in a veil And we talked forever by the stone cold well The devil takes all that is precious to me Dear to me Oh, these ghosts, how they walk through my walls Oh, how they run down my streets In the dead of the night, they unravel my heart And it pulls me at the seams The girl that I love threw up raising a ghost She lights the shadows that darken my soul My soul Oh, these ghosts, how they walk through my walls Oh, how they run down my streets In the dead of the night, they unravel my heart And it pulls me at the seams The seams Abraham set out to kill his own son