I'm waiting for the rain to come I'm waiting for the light to go My hands are shaking, my eyes are dry I'm waiting for the clouds to cover up the sky
One day the night will never end One day the sun will burn away No bells will ring, no children sing They're gonna pull my body from the ground that day
The ghosts from space Have burrowed in my face They name their price Inside a block of ice The ghosts from space Have burrowed in my face They name their price Inside a block of ice
I'm waiting for the rain to come I'm waiting for the light to go My hands are shaking, my eyes are dry I'm waiting for the clouds to cover up the sky
The ghosts from space Have burrowed in my face They name their price Inside a block of ice The ghosts from space Have burrowed in my face They name their price Inside a block of ice
Space.. ghosts... Ghosts... ghosts
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