WINGTIPS - Ghosted

The aftertouch, as softly as it lived became frozen ash
The static feeds embrace the retinal corridor
We're passed the point of explanation, delineation
The barricade won't keep me away again.

It's turning dark, the landscape paints its innocence
Fullfilled at last just gliding past sincerity
Tell me again why you can't shake the memory
Tell me what you discern from this emptiness

CHORUS:
Soft to touch, but hard to please
You pass through me just like a breeze
Strange enough to call it true
It's clear at last, I've fallen through

Fluorescent dreams, thinking of you constantly
The thought of you, effervescent but omnipresent
Tell me this time what you have found, what you've prepared
Tell me what you discern from this ghost affair

CHORUS x 2:
Soft to touch, but hard to please
You pass through me just like a breeze
Strange enough to call it true
It's clear at last, I've fallen through

Written by:
HANNAH ELIZABETH DICKERSON, VINCENT MICHAEL SEGRETARIO

Publisher:
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