Shuvels

Shuvels (铲子) - SOAK

Written by：Bridie Monds-Watson

I've got a ghost

And she's haunting me

Shows up out of nowhere

With no warning

She sits at the next table

All her words have left

My mouth running dry as well

Heaven's collapsing

Buried in the snow

Friends came with shovels

But you told them to go

Go

Ooooooooo

Corners of rooms and salty palms

I tried to call but I couldn't get through

And I still can't get through

Time has proved that we've

Outgrown our old selves

Ooooooooo

I'm in the cracks of the pavement

You've taken all I've left

If you're not around now

Where do I go instead

Ooooooooo