Two ghosts in a graveyard

Two stones in a row they are

Two lost in a blue car

Can't boast about who we are

New streets and iron bars kept behind the walls

Two ghosts in a graveyard



Down on a corner

A breeze of autumn

There's no tomorrow

The past forgotten

Well who writes the poem then hides it

Who lights the fuse then smothers it

Again, again



Two ghosts in a graveyard

Two stones in a row they are

Two lost in a blue car

Can't boast about who we are

New streets and iron bars kept behind the walls

Two ghosts in a graveyard



Words on pages

Birds in cages

The fall on the page

You're in a message

Well, who writes the poem then hides it

Who lights the fuse then smothers it

Oh, again, again, again

Oooh again yeah



Two ghosts in a graveyard

Two stones in a row they are

Two lost in a blue car

Can't boast about who we are

New streets and iron bars kept behind the walls

Two ghosts in a graveyard

In a graveyard

Ghosts in a graveyard

Oh no, no

Oh no, no

Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Two ghosts in a graveyard