Grey As a Ghost

Grey as a ghost
As a ghost haunting your mansions
Oh, have I been
Here for a thousand years?

I look down
And I can see right through my hands now
And I walk slowly
Through walls

'Til you turn me up
Like your favorite dancin' songs on the radio
And I am, oh-oh
In full color and new as a babe

'Til you turn me up
Like your favorite dancin' songs on the radio
And I am, oh-oh
In full color and new as a babe

You're soft as a mote
Of dust floating though space now
I can't even feel
All of my banshee screams

And the sun has all the rays
But I am past the dark moon hour
Still grey as a ghost

But you turn me up
Like your favorite dancin' songs on the radio
And I am, oh-oh
In full color and new as a babe

'Til you turn me up
Like your favorite dancin' songs on the radio
And I am, oh-oh
In full color and new as a babe