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You were so sure, it's all premature Going from post to post But now she's creaking up the stairs and you're so unaware Of this unholy host Apathy, uh, it never leaves ya You spent your time out on the road Other sailors, other failures You spent your time on the Barberry ghost So bring back the rhythm of ghosts That dance six feet from under my toes Hold back the passing of time I don't know what happens when we die What happens when we die You were alright, it was only midnight Just trying to find your way home And you would never guess in that black satin dress Her skin was colder than a stone Early morning, without warning Oh you laughed and it's all the same In the bar light, on a good night Oh we knew that we'd never change So bring back the rhythm of ghosts That dance six feet from under my toes SongtexteHold back the passing of time I don't know what happens when we die What happens when we die What happens when we die But I seem to recall My one and only fault was loving you Loving you There was a bar across the street We got something to drink Tried to talk it out But I had my doubts Oh I had my doubts I had my doubts So bring back the rhythm of ghosts That dance six feet from under my toes Hold back the passing of time I don't know what happens when we die What happens when we bring back the rhythm of ghosts That dance six feet from under my toes Hold back the passing of time I don't know what happens when we die What happens when we die What happens when we die Aus Songtexte Mania