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| Octopus | Free the Bees | Sunshine Hit Me | Dealin' the Blues |
| Title: | These Are The Ghosts | Artist: | A Band Of Bees | Album: | N/A |
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You should think of a lesson
As a weapon of love
And teach your brother
Teach your sister
Think of a lesson as a weapon in love
There´s nothing you can do
But let time tick
Stay positive and show stiff lip
Nothing you can do
But let time tick away
I need twice as much space
And half as many things
A well written verse that I can sing
Twice as much space
And a new set of strings
These are the ghosts I made myself
These are the ghosts I made
We can bury the memory
If we want to go back
We´re forward wanting
Past the haunting
Bury the memory
We don´t want to go back



