Claim Your Ghost
Sam Beam
Our winter keeps running us down
We wake up with love hanging on
Killers let go, killers let go
Some kids get a handful of rain
Our hope is the desperate die wise
Killers let go, killers let go
Morning falls from a tree and asks for a name
Claim your ghost, know the wine for what it is
The garden grows into our street
We're holding the blossoms up high
Killers let go, killers let go
Claim your ghost, know the wine for what it is
There's light holding onto the ground
Our music is clumsy and free
Killers let go, killers let go
Killers let go, our killers let go
Our killers let go, killers let go
Our killers let go, killers let go