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With every little thing
Your owner's lookin' back
At you it starts to mean
Less than it ever did
Oh ever, on every inch of stone
Skin and bone.
Made to leave you
[Chorus]
Here you are, you are breathing like little ghosts under rocks
That don't sound in pockets
Folks found your problem
Its lost and forgotten
Oh, oh, oh
You soak in one dream
You've spent there, you are gonna dream there
Right, now you ask your baby
"Why? why? why?"
Forget the the frequent fliers
Leading an honored life
To give us this much more
Safe from a cut and cheer
On ever, on every inch of stone
Skin and bone.
Made to leave you
[Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh
You soak in one dream
You've spent there, you are gonna dream there
Dry
Now you ask your babies "Why? Why? Why? Why?"
And if you cant decide
You will do either weep or moan
Your wasting in a moments to
Anyway you want it to
Oh, but you could have had
Turn it into broken wood
Takin' off a Saturday
I'm gonna fan a parasol
Am fairer than a clown, oh no
Maybe there were two again
And if it ever was at all
I'm taking you up as an offer, up as an Offer.
[Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh
You soaking in one dream
You've spent there,
You have gone and dream there
Now you ask your babies, "Why? Why? Why? Why?"
Your owner's lookin' back
At you it starts to mean
Less than it ever did
Oh ever, on every inch of stone
Skin and bone.
Made to leave you
[Chorus]
Here you are, you are breathing like little ghosts under rocks
That don't sound in pockets
Folks found your problem
Its lost and forgotten
Oh, oh, oh
You soak in one dream
You've spent there, you are gonna dream there
Right, now you ask your baby
"Why? why? why?"
Forget the the frequent fliers
Leading an honored life
To give us this much more
Safe from a cut and cheer
On ever, on every inch of stone
Skin and bone.
Made to leave you
[Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh
You soak in one dream
You've spent there, you are gonna dream there
Dry
Now you ask your babies "Why? Why? Why? Why?"
And if you cant decide
You will do either weep or moan
Your wasting in a moments to
Anyway you want it to
Oh, but you could have had
Turn it into broken wood
Takin' off a Saturday
I'm gonna fan a parasol
Am fairer than a clown, oh no
Maybe there were two again
And if it ever was at all
I'm taking you up as an offer, up as an Offer.
[Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh
You soaking in one dream
You've spent there,
You have gone and dream there
Now you ask your babies, "Why? Why? Why? Why?"
Lyrics submitted by rockstermonkey
Track duration: 04:29
"Ghost Under Rocks" as written by Wes Miles, Alexandra Nicole Lawn, Mathieu Jordan Santos, Milo A Bonacci, Rebecca Alexandra Zeller
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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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 in a
Ghost under rocks like notes found
In pocket coats of your father's
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
We're gripping seats and plots
Pleading to honored lots
To give us this much more
Safe from a cutting shear
On every
On every inch of stone
Skin and cloth
Made to leave you
Here you are, you are breathing life in a
Ghosts under rocks like notes found
In pocket coats of your father's
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, why
Well, if you can't decide
Your move, you either weep or moan
You waste a year to mull this through
Anyway you wanted to
Oh, but you could have had
Turn it into broken good
Taken off the side of it
A cut up and a parasol
A pair of them you found along
And maybe never to again
As if it never was at all
Lifting you up as an offer
Up as an offer
Here you are, you are breathing life in a
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, why
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 in a
Ghost under rocks like notes found
In pocket coats of your father's
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
We're gripping seats and plots
Pleading to honored lots
To give us this much more
Safe from a cutting shear
On every
On every inch of stone
Skin and cloth
Made to leave you
Here you are, you are breathing life in a
Ghosts under rocks like notes found
In pocket coats of your father's
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, why
Well, if you can't decide
Your move, you either weep or moan
You waste a year to mull this through
Anyway you wanted to
Oh, but you could have had
Turn it into broken good
Taken off the side of it
A cut up and a parasol
A pair of them you found along
And maybe never to again
As if it never was at all
Lifting you up as an offer
Up as an offer
Here you are, you are breathing life in a
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, why
Here you are, you are breathing life into ghosts under rocks
Like notes found in pocketcoats of your father's
Lost and forgotten
Lemme put mix it up a bit please. Forgive me if this sounds too far-fetched.
(This could be about a woman but I'll say it's about a man for the description)
I think that in this song, somebody lost all of his stuff. Perhaps he was robbed. Perhaps a flood, or a tornado, whatever. Anyway, this person liked his possessions a lot. And I think this song holds all of the things he has learned since he lost his stuff. The man was far too obsessed with losing his possessions and he should have taken the fact that he lost all of it as a sign that possessions don't really matter. He's breathing life into ghosts under rocks. Who notices ghosts under rocks? He's putting a lot of meaning into things that don't mean anything. So he ignored the lesson he was supposed to learn for a year or so. And he eventually realizes the lack of value in possessions.
Make sure you have all your stuff
Before you leave, and he said
"Goodbye, good luck"
Perhaps just going along with that rise and fall of dreaming, achieving it and falling back down.
That is Allie singing something like the following:
Make sure, you have all your stuff
Before you leave and he said
"Goodnight, I'll miss you so much"
"Goodnight, goodbye"
repeat
You can hear these lines clearer in an earlier remix of Ghost by Andrew Maury at about 3:00 into the recording. The copy is here: andrewmaury.net/remix/… . This is taken from the EP version of Ghost and Andrew draws the background vocals out for added effect. More interesting than Allie's vocals are the male vocals you hear alongside saying something like "Oh my clown suit". Those vocals belong to John Pike as he sang background vocals.
My favorite line from Ghost is "...breathing life into ghosts under rocks like notes found in pocket coats of your fathers". So much possibility in that line. There is no doubt that this song is about relationships -- perhaps a failing one -- but I'd guess that it is based on a piece of fiction like Each Year. The song has nothing to do with John's untimely death.
(it's the bottom one)
You'll find the music there, this part is very clear.