Is There a Ghost - Band of Horses

I'll marry my lover in a place to admire I don't have to even ask her, I can look in her eyes And thank God that I am forgiven Or thank all of my friends to say I've been true or they've forgotten And weary my mind is, to say the least It's been awful hard to just stand on my feet I think I'll slow down if I am able I won't drown in the ocean or starve at my place at the table Lucky ones are we all 'till it is over Everyone near and far When you smile the sun, it peeks through the clouds Never die, for always be around and around and around And how is your sister and what of your brother? Extend hellos to your father and mother What in the world would cause you any sorrow? Lighten your load and see how I killed the wheelbarrow I borrowed Lucky ones are we all 'till it is over Everyone near and far When you smile the sun, it peeks through the clouds Never die, for always be around and around and around

Not, not a long time ago when I knew all the answers I couldn't pace myself or raise my standards But one can hope, you need to know And then one stayed one, one stayed one Forgotten where I was confusing it with another that I saw You wouldn't like nothing tonight Beginning was quite disturbing I got a crutch on you Just sick of needing something to do, to do Tablets in my pocket at the Easter soiree Bouncing off the carpet in line for TSA A lot of wasps on the walls, wasps on the walls Bailing toilet water in Lake Full of Moccasin I'm wrong, you're right, no need to fight The middle was dark and storming You're on your own, I need to go I got a crutch on you Guess I got nothing to lose Inebriated late afternoon, you were fading now I'm holding on too I got a crutch on you Finally nothing left to prove I sit around too long, way too long Thinking I should go, thinking I should go I'm going too Too I've got a crutch on you Wishing there was something that I could do I've got a crutch on you I've got a crutch on you, got a crutch on you Wishing there was something that I could do Got a crutch on you