Ghost Song Letra

Shake dreams for your hair

My pretty child, my sweet one.

Choose the day

And choose the sign of your day,

The day's divinity.

First thing you see.



A vast radiant beach

And a cool jeweled moon.

Couples naked race down

By its quiet side,

And we laugh like

Soft mad children

Smug in the wooly

Cotton brains of infancy.



The music and voices

Are all around us.



Choose they croon

The ancient ones,

The time has come again.

Choose now they croon

Beneath the moon

Beside an ancient lake.

Enter again the sweet forest.

Enter the hot dream

Come with us.

Everything is broken up

And dances.



Indians scattered on

Dawn's highway bleeding,

Ghosts crowd the young child's

Fragile egg-shell mind.