Ghosts

de The Ballroom Thieves

Woah, I came in on bended knee
It wasn't hard to fall for me
You stood beneath a burning tree
And hoped to rescue leaves

I figured it's the things I've done
Something about the man that I've become
Hey, look at all the hearts we've won
These restless little thieves

Shiver through the words I said
They're warmer than the ones that never left my head
I've made an ocean of this bed
And now I beg you'd starve to row through it

Well, you can let your arrows sing
I've never met a man of iron skin
But you know, archers never made good kings
Fly headfirst into everything

I settle into heart and soul
Sell the only thing that I could never own
We fell into these arms
And now we'll risk our limbs to find out who we are

I can try to get you closer
But I know you'd break your neck
Just to see the stars

And if we don't dare to hold it
Then this reckless, wandering love
Was never ours

Archers never made good kings
Fly headfirst into everything
Archers never made good kings
Fly headfirst into everything
Oh, I came in on bended knee

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