This perfect day we make our way to the end of it
With perfect grace I lay my head in your lap and walk awayThese days are sweet and strange
We're happy in our star scattered way, alwaysIn this my life, in this my life as a ghost
In this my life, my happy life as a ghostI've been lifting out the stains from the stones
Planting flowers, where you'll never find my bonesSeven sisters, seven stars shooting home
Shouts and whispers of a better fight, a better timeA day for the sweet and strange
And happy in some star shattered way, our wayIn this my life, in this my life as a ghost
In this my life, my happy life as a ghostThis perfect day I lay my shield at your feet and beg to stay
Songwriters
Fisher Dean Harold; Donelly TanyaPublished by
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