Mountain Goats, The
Outer Scorpion Squadron
If you want to conjure up a ghostCultivate a space for the things that hurt you mostRake the sands until they surfaceBlind their tiny eyesStake out your position, let your armour fallStay put til they find you, it won't take long at allRake the sands until they surfaceUp they come, gone translucentThey're coming up no matter whatFools rush in and the doors slam shutGhosts of my childhood stay with me, if you willFind a place where there's water, hold you under til you're stillRake the sands until they surfaceDon't let anybody call them ugly
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