Ghost Dance - Patti Smith Group

I'm searching For something That I can't reach I don't like them innocent I don't want no face fresh Want them wearing leather Begging, let me be your taste test" I like the sad eyes, bad guys Mouth full of white lies Kiss me in the corridor But quick to tell me goodbye You say that you're no good for me 'Cause I'm always tugging at your sleeve And I swear I hate you when you leave But I like it anyway My ghost Where'd you go? I can't find you in the body sleeping next to me My ghost Where'd you go? What happened to the soul that you used To be? You're a Rolling Stone boy Never sleep alone boy Got a million numbers And they're filling up your phone, boy I'm off the deep end, sleeping All night through the weekend Saying that I love him but I know I'm gonna leave him You say that you're no good for me 'Cause I'm always tugging at your sleeve And I swear I hate you when you leave But I like it anyway My ghost Where'd you go? I can't find you in the body sleeping next to me My ghost Where'd you go? What happened to the soul that you used To be? I'm searching For something That I can't reach My ghost Where'd you go? I can't find you in the body sleeping next to me My ghost Where'd you go? What happened to the soul that you used To be?

Easter Sunday, we were walking Easter Sunday, we were talking Isabel, my little one, take my hand Time has come Isabella, all is glowing Isabella, all is knowing And my heart, Isabella And my head, Isabella Frederick and Vitalie Savior dwells inside of thee Oh, the path leads to the sun Brother, sister, time has come Isabella, all is glowing Isabella, all is knowing Isabella, we are dying Isabella, we are rising I am the spring, the holy ground The endless seed of mystery The thorn, the veil, the face of grace Brazen image, the thief of sleep The ambassador of dreams, Prince of peace I am the sword, the wound, the stain Scorned, transfigured child of Cain I rend, I end, I return Again, I am the salt, the bitter laugh I am the gas in a womb of light, the evening star The ball of sight that leads that sheds the tears of Christ Dying and drying as I rise tonight (Isabella, we are rising) Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are rising Isabella, we are

He's delighted to love me, but you know, I just don't know what to say to him. I just don't know. Heard it on the radio, it's no good Heard it on the radio, it's news to me When she gets something, it's understood Baby's got somethin' she's not used to Down, down, poppy, yeah Down, down, poppy, yeah Goin' on the corner, I'm gonna score Baby wants somethin', she's in the mood to Baby wants somethin', I want more When I don't get it, I get blue, blue Down, down, and it's really comin', really comin', Down, down, poppy, yeah Goin' on the corner, I'm gonna score Baby's got somethin', gonna get through, through When I want somethin' I want more, Heard it on the radio, there's nothin' I can do do I'm in the mood to And I'm a woman and an individual And I want rockin' real slow I wanna hear it on the radio I wanna hear it, I wanna score (poppies) I wanna hear it on the radio Baby got it but baby want more On the radio, heard it on the radio Baby got it but baby want more [Babble] Heard it on the radio Won't be no need for layin' in the road Tonight I'm goin' out, oh yeah Baby got it but baby want more She won't need it any more [babble] Although she was tense and lean in the sun Splintered like a country Gently pulled his finger Everything is soakin' and spread with butter Their flowers on an average [on the seed?] And then they laid her on the table She connected with the inhaler And the needle shiftin' like crazy, She was, she was completely still. It was like a painting of a vase, She just lay there and the gas traveled fast Through the dorsal spine and down and around (I want more) The anal cavity, her cranium (I wanna score) Just, it was really great, man, The gas had inflicted her entire spine With the elements of a voluptuous disease With a green vapor, made her feet light Baby want more Baby was it in the closet. Baby get it there, baby tag it, Baby got it and baby begged for it, baby I don't think (after station) there's any station (I remember when) Quite as interesting to me (Baby worship something) As the 12th station (Laughin' at the flowers) I tuned in (to the tower) too many centuries Were calling to me And I spin, come down thru time Oh, watch them say you're too high And I swim through Hear it on the radio, goddamn in my radio, Hear it on the radio, hear it on the radio [Babble] One long ecstatic pure sensation Restriction started excreting, started excreting, ah exhilarating Bottomless pit Hey Sheba, hey Salome, hey Venus eclipsin' my way ah. Her vessel, every woman is a vessel, is evasive, is aquatic. Everyone, silver ecstatic, platinum disk spinning