Ghosts ft. Grayson Jarvis Lyrics

You're sunken in a dream of better things to come

You're filling all the cracks and corners with your doubt

Now it's time to face your ghosts

Your garden's long overgrown

And now you'll reap what you've sown

Your leaves unfurling

You're pouring salt into the wound that never closed

Beneath your petals wilting in the afterglow

But it's time to face your ghosts

And now you'll reap what you've sown

Your garden's long overgrown

The vines unfurling

Slowly sinking

Wishful thinking

To hold me close then strip me bare and dry

Wishful thinking

Slowly sinking

To hold me close then strip me bare and dry

Slowly sinking wishful thinking

Hold me close then strip me bare and dry

I'm alive

Your seeds are soaking in the last of the day's light

Spiraling further the sun lends its way to night