Only Ghosts
Gregory Alan Isakov * Track #3 On Rust Colored Stones
Only Ghosts Lyrics
Sleep rolls in the grave
Oh how we stayed how you never
Up and wake
But you hide in your cellars
Brewing thoughts to make you drunk and you wait
For your profits to come
Well for you well I hope they do
So your seat's in the den
Darkness imbeds and you know
Only one thing is clear
Only ghosts will be
Only ghosts will be
Harvest this year
Hmm hmhm hmm
Hmmmm hmm hmmh mhmmmmmmmmmmmm