My Life As A Ghost

This perfect day we make our way to the end of it With perfect grace I lay my head in your lap and walk away These days are sweet and strange We're happy in our star scattered way, always In this my life, in this my life as a ghost In this my life, my happy life as a ghost I've been lifting out the stains from the stones Planting flowers, where you'll never find my bones Seven sisters, seven stars shooting home Shouts and whispers of a better fight, a better time A day for the sweet and strange And happy in some star shattered way, our way In this my life, in this my life as a ghost In this my life, my happy life as a ghost This perfect day I lay my shield at your feet and beg to stay