We Are Ghosts (acoustic Version) Lyrics - Early In The Morning - James Vincent Mcmorrow

The moon holds the light 

And the moon's this spinning globe 

Shedding light upon the road 

The bird won't fly 

And a bird without its wings is a low and tragic thing 

We are ghosts 

We are ghosts amongst these hills 

From the trees of velvet green 

To the ground beneath our feet 

We are ghosts 

We are ghosts amongst these hills 

Pressing out along the shore 

Pressing out along the shore 

The mountain song 

Matters not the thoughts of thirds 

Matters only to be heard 

And though I'm gone 

I will come again in Spring 

When the harvest can begin 

We are ghosts 

We are ghosts amongst these hills 

From the trees of velvet green 

To the ground beneath our feet 

We are ghosts 

We are ghosts amongst these hills 

Pressing out along the shore 

Pressing out along the shore