Around the bonfire with the first signs of winter here Cold air and alcohol keeping the mood sincere Richard says “Dejavu means you’re where you’re meant to be.” Well, If it’s prescience I know what I want to see
Wish I could see your future ghost haunting all the places I go. So I know you’ll stay around When all the other people I know Take their lives to distant places. I want to hear the sound of our future voices bouncing round this town.
We put the fire out and come home through empty streets Warm incandescent light heating the cold bedsheets Feels a little dangerous, this much honesty. Here’s how I’d tell you how much you mean to me
Hope you see my future ghost Haunting all the places you go So you know I’ll stay around When all the other people you know Take their lives to distant places I want to hear the sound of our future voices bouncing round this town
I wanna see our future ghosts haunting all the places I go.