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Witch of The Vale - The Ghosts Won't Know Lyrics



Witch of The Vale - The Ghosts Won't Know Lyrics




Spill the wine,
We're all the same
Smash the mirrors,
Carve the bones
Pray for snow,
The birds fly low,
Stay the nightmares
Til the dawn

Your eyes shine brighter when you stay
I'm afraid to look away
I couldn't bear to see them fade,
That familiar, troubled gaze,
Nevermind
It doesn't matter if we

Spill the wine,
We're all the same
Smash the mirrors,
Carve the bones
Pray for snow,
The birds fly low,
Stay the nightmares
Til the dawn

Ghosts watch over
Hold me closer

Don't leave, I couldn't bare to see you go
You belong, among the walls and hearts of home
Always running from the dark,
To be safe, to be apart,
Alone
But what does it matter if we

Mull the wine,
We're here again,
You could do without the pain
Spill the salt and take the blame
Fetch the glasses,
Pour me mine,
Dance for rain,
The birds fly low
Turn your wisdom in words
Live again, the ghosts won't know,
They only come when I'm alone
Dry your eyes and count the crows,
And when I stumble take me home
Dry the chill out of your bone
I'm only cold when you're not home
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Spill the wine,
We're all the same
Smash the mirrors,
Carve the bones
Pray for snow,
The birds fly low,
Stay the nightmares
Til the dawn

Your eyes shine brighter when you stay
I'm afraid to look away
I couldn't bear to see them fade,
That familiar, troubled gaze,
Nevermind
It doesn't matter if we

Spill the wine,
We're all the same
Smash the mirrors,
Carve the bones
Pray for snow,
The birds fly low,
Stay the nightmares
Til the dawn

Ghosts watch over
Hold me closer

Don't leave, I couldn't bare to see you go
You belong, among the walls and hearts of home
Always running from the dark,
To be safe, to be apart,
Alone
But what does it matter if we

Mull the wine,
We're here again,
You could do without the pain
Spill the salt and take the blame
Fetch the glasses,
Pour me mine,
Dance for rain,
The birds fly low
Turn your wisdom in words
Live again, the ghosts won't know,
They only come when I'm alone
Dry your eyes and count the crows,
And when I stumble take me home
Dry the chill out of your bone
I'm only cold when you're not home
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Writer: Erin Hawthorne, Ryan Hawthorne
Copyright: Lyrics © COHEN AND COHEN, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Word Collections Publishing




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