Brian Bulger - Give Me Your Ghosts Lyrics

She's drinking from the corner
Of our dust-filled cement
And she's wishing she was older
To regret the things she meant to say
She's thinking that horizon
Shines only on the good
The whispers keep on piling
She's wishing she understood, understood

Give me your ghosts, give me your ghosts
And I will carry it all, carry it all, oh oh, carry it all
Give me your ghosts, give me your ghosts
And I will carry it all, carry it all, oh oh, carry it all

And she's hiding underneath the covers
She wants to be just like her mother
She's hiding underneath the covers
Oh who would even bother, to come and be, her shelter

In the churches and the meetings
It's a posed piece of art
But the secret that she's keeping
Makes her wants to fall apart, fall apart

Maybe they'll put down their phones
Realize they're not alone
Stop the shouting, go down the hall
Catch her as she falls
And they'll catch her as she falls
Catch her as she falls
Tell her it's not her fault
Tell her it's not her fault