Foreplay - Ghost Pines

They keep on moving
We know they won't be free
So disapproving
How the leaders lead

Hold your pistol
Colm O'driscoll
Drink the Ghost Pines
On the coastlines

We're at the gates with
So many closing in
We need a wordsmith
Calling Pinkerton

Aim your pistol
Colm O'Driscoll
Drink the Ghost Pines
On the coastlines

They keep on moving
We know they won't be free
Talent's hard to find
Withered with the times

Sounds are threatening
The youth are being mislead
Hear the deaf sing
Now that all talent's dead

Fire your pistol
Colm O'Driscoll
Drink the Ghost Pines
On the coastlines

Written by:
Keenan Kerr

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