I'm a ghost and you all know it
I'm singing songs and I ain't slowing
It was a fragile thing and I goddamn dropped it
I picked the pieces up and put them in my pocket
And I ain't gonna try and win your heart this time
I've had space to think and I think that I've grown a little wiser
I'm looking for a new muse, you have only made me tired
Call your bluff up on the telephone and jam-jar my blood
This is my loss of limb, my loss of love
Call your bluff up on the telephone and jam-jar my blood
This is my loss of limb, my loss of love

It was so cold you could see both sets of ribs almost escaping your skin
To fly south, south until the springtime
Your hips stood out like confidence
You were naked as a newborn in the snow and you wanted it so
That's precisely how you wanted it
And now your love is writing words on the wall with the meat of a nectarine
That she picked earlier that morning in the orchard
And you are on the street, a chest of drawers, free
While the skeleton parade marches past you
Carrying bird balloons, they fly backwards and forwards
The streets can be eerie, streets can be dreary

It's as if leprosy, it landed on the moon
And it cast a filthy glow in the world and in my room
It's as if leprosy, it landed on the moon
And it cast a filthy glow in the world and in my room
It's as if leprosy, it landed on the moon
And it cast a filthy glow in the world and in my room
It's as if leprosy, it landed on the moon
And it cast a filthy glow in the world and in my room

So how about I play the harp and you play that piano
Pull the curtains shut and nest like little sparrows
My limbs, my love, are lost on you
My limbs, my love, belong to you

I remember that night in the woods on the hidden balance beam
Made of a long wooden board with a barrel underneath
We laid on either end and we couldn't quite knack it
After many attempts and many minutes of silence, until we did
And our breath caught and we looked up
And the stars, they were so still
And the stars, they were so still
Both our hearts, they were revealed
Our hearts, they were revealed
And you were my friend

You were my friend
You were my friend
This is my loss of love, my loss of limb
You were my friend
This is my loss of love, my loss of limb
You were my friend
You were my friend
This is my loss of love, my loss of limb
You were my friend
You were my friend
But now

I'm a ghost and you all know it
I'm singing songs and I ain't stopping
My hair grew long so I fucking cut it
And when you looked away
I snuck those trimmings in your locket
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha


Lyrics submitted by goodbyemisery, edited by smallwonderrobot, tippy_typewriter

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    My InterpretationThe singer is feeling drained by a relationship with someone who has done nothing but give her pain to sing about. Now she carries around the broken pieces of a friendship while her ex-Muse bottles her blood, keeping the singer's pain as a sordid souvenir. Their friendship has been waning for so long that you can see its ribs _almost_ escaping its skin to search for warmth and shelter until spring like birds. Even in the winter of their love, the ex-Muse stands naked as a newborn, demanding to be cradled and suckled and coddled, sacrificing nothing in return. Now this frigid newborn's love is writing words on the wall with the meat of a nectarine, a reference to the "angel" (a.k.a. vandal) at Belshazzar's feast, heralding the fall of an empire. The nectarine, sweet fruit, is symbolic of spring. Has the hurtful friend moved on, leaving the singer alone amid the ruins of a soured friendship? Perhaps it's best to fly south and start over, but
    that's easier said than done. The singer wants closure, and her ex-Muse is ignoring the parade of skeletons and bird balloons shuffling past on the dreary streets, refusing to take ownership for the past, which is - as far as the singer's friend is concerned - dead and gone, as flightless as bird-like balloons. Something as beautiful and vital as the moon is suddenly sickening, tainted by the pain of a ruined relationship, and it casts its wan, sickly light over all like a serpent abandoning its skin. This fixation on the past isn't healthy, but even still the singer longs for what she cannot have. She wants to be on a team again, playing music with her friend and nesting together like a family of real, live birds. She is not wanted, but she yearns for companionship anyway, casting aside all care for herself to try and salvage what has been lost.
    Swept away by tumultuous emotions, aswirl in her vindictive bitterness, the singer gasps, surprised by a pleasant memory: a rare moment of balance between the two friends, teetering beneath a glistening expanse of stars that stared blank and tranquil back at them as they unveiled themselves like newlyweds. This is what has been lost. As the memory fades, the song returns to its steady, inevitable rhythm, and we are wrenched back to the present. That moment of vulnerability is gone, and whatever the singer gave in good faith to her friend is lost like a limb that's been severed.
    Now the singer is just a ghost, haunted by the friend that failed her and haunting that friend in return. She will sever herself from the past as swiftly as snipping her hair, and when all is said and done, the needy, newborn friend who didn't give jack is left shivering in the cold, discovering all too late that the singer was meaningful after all. Now this callous friend will carry the curse of regret and loss like a locket, constantly reminded of their failure by the singer's deserted lock of hair.
    QueensEnglishon January 08, 2016   Link

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