Ghost Video (MV)

I'll be there
When the rain draws lines
On your freckled panes
I'll be there

And I'll be there
When the rumble
Outlasts your pocket change
I'll be there

You'll see me
Through summer-stained sheets
And whirring blades
You'll see me

And You'll hear me
In reflective scenes
And crowded cavalcades
You'll hear me

I'll follow you
Down trails of chagrin
Holding your wedding gown
I'll follow you

And I'll carry you
Back from the sterile bed
Of you old home town
I'll carry you

Don't reach for me
Just trust that I am there
For I am everywhere
Don't reach for me

And Don't look back
And try to understand
For I have been but a ghost

And I am
Nothing but a whisper
Escaping your hands

And I am
An hourglass memory
Slipping through the sand