Ghost Under Rocks lyrics

Oh, ooh
Oh, ooh
Oh, ooh
Oh, ooh
Oh, ooh
Oh, ooh

When every little thing
You own is looking back
At you and starts to mean
Less than it ever did

On every
On every inch of stone
Skin and cloth
Made to leave you

Here you are you are breathing life into
Ghost under rocks like notes found
In pocket coats of your fathers
Lost and forgotten

All, all, all your soaking wet dreams
You've spent them
You have gone and dreamt them
Dry, now you ask your babies why, why, why