These Ghosts, My Hopes, The Sand, The Sea

I've been searching desert lands

Oh what a place to call home

The wind will wash away my traps

Oh what a place to call home

I'll do everything I can to hide the wounds on my feet to make myself look healthy

Oh what a place to call home, ohh

Please show me something that can shake my bones

I want to feel the fear rush through my veins

My hands are cold from holding on to hopes

Even ghosts have gone away

It's all the same

I've been sinking through deep seas

Oh what a place to call home

The current sings a ghostly tune

Oh what a place to call home

And I'll walk with the phantoms of the sea

Listen to the whispers until somehow I hear melodies

Oh what a place to call home

Please show me something that can shake my bones

I want to feel the fear rush through my veins

My hands are cold from holding on to hopes

Even ghosts have gone away

It's all the same

And I am a ghost of great

The sea

The sand

Just a memory of something sweet

And I'll say I've got everything I need

But the only thing I have is thrill of holding my breath

This is me drifting out to sea

Ohh what a place to call home