[00:00.000] 作词 : David Gilmour/Polly Samson
[00:01.000] 作曲 : David Gilmour/Polly Samson
[00:05.97]heat of the sun stayed on through the night
[00:11.01]Made spectres of strangers playing games with my sight
[00:16.95]I passed through the station, a face in the crowd
[00:22.57]The whistle was blowing, the barrier came down
[00:28.49]There was my baby, in another's embrace
[00:34.07]I called out her name in shame and disgrace
[00:39.86]Yes, I have ghosts, not all of them dead
[00:44.99]Making dust of my dreams, spinning round and around
[00:51.14]Around in my head
[00:56.02]Train on the tracks, teeth of the zip
[01:01.14]The slider moves down, we were joined at the hip
[01:06.93]Stealing the groove, the widening gap
[01:12.44]Unfastening rails from a past with no map
[01:18.48]Yes, I have ghosts, a fleeting sight
[01:23.85]It's always the living that are haunting my nights
[01:50.36]Where is the sweet soul that you used to be
[01:55.67]Gone like a thistle that's blown on the breeze
[02:01.39]I guess when it's over, this haunting will end
[02:07.26]The waiting, the baiting, my killer, my friend
[02:12.91]Yes, I have ghosts, not all of them dead
[02:18.16]And they dance by the moon, millstones white as the sheet
[02:25.15]On my bed