Plastic Flowers - Ghosts Lyrics
You tend to slander,You, timeless commander!You lent defending,You're not condescendingYou tend to slander,You, timeless commander!An oneiric transitUntil we meetAn attempted deceitI'm in your garden,Jasmines me hearten!Ghosts hide their feelingThey hang from my ceiling!An oneiric transitUntil we meetAn attempted deceitIt was a dreamJust a dreamIt was a dream