Ghost Song

As the sorrow is an open invitation

And my story is done, and the character is gone

As the moonlight is nothing but a memory

And my story is done, and the character is gone

[whispering]

As the sorrow is an open invitation

And my story is done, and the character is gone

And they're crying in my soul

Sense your freedom

Together you pretend

Sense your freedom

You're learning for yourself

Sense your freedom, forevermore

Could that be my brother?

Could that be my sister?

Could that be my brother?

Could that be my sister?

Sense your freedom

Together you pretend

Sense your freedom

You're learning for yourself

Sense your freedom, forevermore

Could that be my brother?

Could that be my sister?

Together forevermore.