These Are The Ghosts

You should think of a lesson As a weapon of love And teach your brother Teach your sister Think of a lesson as a weapon in love There's nothing you can do But let time tick Stay positive and show stiff lip Nothing you can do But let time tick away I need twice as much space And half as many things A well written verse that i can sing Twice as much space And a new set of strings These are the ghosts i made myself These are the ghosts i made We can bury the memory If we want to go back We're forward wanting Past the haunting Bury the memory We don't want to go back