Tom: Ab
Ab Ebm
The heat of the sun stayed on through the night
Gb Fm
Made spectres of strangers playing games with my sight
Ab Ebm
I passed through the station, a face in the crowd
Gb Fm
The whistle was blowing, the barrier came down
Ab Ebm
There was my baby, in another's embrace
Gb Fm
I called out her name in shame and disgrace
Bbm Ab Gb
Yes, I have ghosts, not all of them dead
Bbm Ab Gb Fm
Making dust of my dreams, spinning round and around
Ebm
Around in my head
Ab Ebm
Train on the tracks, teeth of the zip
Gb Fm
The slider moves down, we were joined at the hip
Ab Ebm
Stealing the groove, the widening gap
Gb Fm
Unfastening rails from a past with no map
Bbm Ab Gb
Yes, I have ghosts, a fleeting sight
Bbm Ab Gb Fm Ebm
It's always the living that are haunting my nights
( Bbm Ab Gb Bbm )
( Ab Gb Fm Ebm )
Ab Ebm
Where is the sweet soul that you used to be
Gb Fm
Gone like a thistle that's blown on the breeze
Ab Ebm
I guess when it's over, this haunting will end
Gb Fm
The waiting, the baiting, my killer, my friend
Bbm Ab Gb
Yes, I have ghosts, not all of them dead
Bbm Ab Gb Fm
And they dance by the moon, millstones white as the sheet
Ebm
On my bed
[Solo] Ab Ebm Gb Fm
Bbm Ab Gb Bbm
Ab Gb Fm Ebm
Ab Ebm Gb Fm
Ab Ebm Gb Fm
Ab Ebm Gb Fm
