So you’ve been crying hard again
I know there’s nothing I can do about it Hanging off your arm with my hands set to sympathetic
How you’ve already got your ticket
Got your ride, got your paper bag
All set for quilt and panic attacks
Shouldn’t lend it out if your so scared you’ll never get it back
If you get back, if you get back
So ghost the festivals
Line up on the carousels
How we drink for free
In a cold marquee
And we’re out by dark
I’m still breathless
Ghost the festivals
Glide over the rolling hills
All cartoon heads
And a sea of tents
I’m less eloquent
And I’m still breathless
So all I want to do is sit and watch the riots on the last night
Dropping all the lamps till the fires are our only light
How your leaving and I don’t know if I’ll ever see you again
Keep talking, we’ll sink into the mud
Left amongst the wreckage, all the cans and the skeletal tents
It becomes us, it becomes us So ghost the festivals
Line up on the carousels
How we drink for free
In a cold marquee
And we’re out by dark
I’m still breathless
Ghost the festivals
Glide over the rolling hills
All cartoon heads
And a sea of tents
I’m less eloquent
And I’m still breathless
Broken hearted
Lights out
Lights out!
So ghost the festivals
Line up on the carousels
How we drink for free
In a cold marquee
And we’re out by dark
I’m still breathless
Ghost the festivals
Glide over the rolling hills
All cartoon heads
And a sea of tents
I’m less eloquent
And I’m still breathless
Whoo!