Party For The Ghosts

Don’t flirt with fate
and don’t mess with myth
You’ll start
to believe
in your own creations
And you’ll start
saying things
like my talent is a gift
It’s like someone is speaking to me
from another world
Yeah maybe it is the realm of the dead!

So throw a party for the ghosts
Let them dance and rattle their bones
Ask them about the sun and the moon
Tell them you will join them soon

Fix your flaws
and mold your meanings
into something nice
Like a cake that you can cut
and share the pieces
with the ghosts inside your head
Share the pieces
with the ghosts!

So throw a party for the ghosts
Let them dance and rattle their bones
Ask them about the sun and the moon
Tell them you will join them soon

Throw a party for your ghosts
Share your cake and make the most of it
Let them dance and rattle their bones
It’s the party of the ghosts

People have died this year
and I have known a few
So don’t fuck with fate
and don’t mess with myth
You’ll start to believe
it is true