There's a knocking at my window

Not two for yes but one for no

Some spirit is unsatisfied

From watching her world spin out of control
At night she goes walking around her old home
Objecting to how it's all changed

She prefers her arrangements to the ones which we made

Walking the ghost

Walking the ghost

Walking the ghost

This baggage on my shoulders

Making me stoop bending my frame
My neck is crocked lopsided

I will never be tall again

At night she goes walking around her old home
You can feel so much sadness locked up in her bones
I can feel so much sadness locked up in her bones

Walking my ghost
Walking my ghost
Walking my ghost
Walking my ghost

I'm sensitive to unkindness

Stab in the back burn in the ribs
I need your fingers to straighten my flesh
I hope your fingers are kind

Hope fingers

Walking the ghost walking the ghost

Walking the ghost

Walking the ghost walking the ghost
I can feel someone is with me now

Willing me on

Whispering advice Poking my back
Singing prophecies
Weird shadows
Words on a breeze
I'm picking up I'm picking up
I'm picking up your message
And I'm trying to mend
With all the noise around here
With all the noise around here
I can't hear any clearer
I can't hear any clearer
I can't hear any clearer
I can't hear any clearer

I can't stop my head from ringing
I can't stop my head from ringing
I can't stop my head from ringing
And there's fingers in my hair
Stroking my neck
Lifting up my skin
Shifting skin shifting skin
Shedding my skin
And I'm leaving it behind
I'm leaving it behind
And I'm walking my ghost
I am walking my ghost
I am walking my ghost

My ghost

My ghost

My ghost

My ghost

My ghost

My ghost