My Life As A Ghost

This perfect day we make our way to the end of it
With perfect grace I lay my head in your lap and walk away

These days are sweet and strange
We're happy in our star scattered way, always

In this my life, in this my life as a ghost
In this my life, my happy life as a ghost

I've been lifting out the stains from the stones
Planting flowers, where you'll never find my bones

Seven sisters, seven stars shooting home
Shouts and whispers of a better fight, a better time

A day for the sweet and strange
And happy in some star shattered way, our way

In this my life, in this my life as a ghost
In this my life, my happy life as a ghost

This perfect day I lay my shield at your feet and beg to stay