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Too Many Ghosts
Corporate climber gets his/her comeuppance
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Helen Sventitsky-Rother
2009 Helen M. Sventitsky-Rother
Into The Dust: A Collection of Sketches
Sat Mar 07, 2009
Country : Country-Rock
2009 Helen M. Sventitsky-Rother
Into The Dust: A Collection of Sketches
Sat Mar 07, 2009
Country : Country-Rock
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This song is a scratch demo used as part of my 2009 RPM Challenge CD. Content may change over time. In the meantime, please feel free to listen and critique. Thanks!
Lyrics
Too Many Ghosts
Too many ghosts
are coming back to haunt me
one of them is you
and your hardened sobriety
another is your best friend
you cut in clear-eyed glee
one more is your bitter ex
who has it in for me
C: I had to do
What I had to do
The devil take my conscience
and burn it all with you
Too many ghosts
are flying about this room
One of them keeps promising
she'll see my spirit soon
Another wishes me well
raising a pic on high
Another casts the evil look
she'd give on the sly
C
I cleaned up my life
tucked my skeletons away
Never really knowing
they'd lie in wait one day
Vindictive in their vigils
they'd wait a summer spell
to avenge my need to set things right
And chase me down to hell
Too many ghosts
Are crying out to me
to pull the knives out of their backs
And put forth transparency
But my side needs protection
My pride is in the clear
You're all dead and out of the way
And I have nothing to fear
Too many ghosts
are coming back to haunt me
one of them is you
and your hardened sobriety
another is your best friend
you cut in clear-eyed glee
one more is your bitter ex
who has it in for me
C: I had to do
What I had to do
The devil take my conscience
and burn it all with you
Too many ghosts
are flying about this room
One of them keeps promising
she'll see my spirit soon
Another wishes me well
raising a pic on high
Another casts the evil look
she'd give on the sly
C
I cleaned up my life
tucked my skeletons away
Never really knowing
they'd lie in wait one day
Vindictive in their vigils
they'd wait a summer spell
to avenge my need to set things right
And chase me down to hell
Too many ghosts
Are crying out to me
to pull the knives out of their backs
And put forth transparency
But my side needs protection
My pride is in the clear
You're all dead and out of the way
And I have nothing to fear
