These Are The Ghosts

You should think of a lesson As a weapon in love And Teach you're brother Teach you're sister Think of a lesson as a weapon in love There's nothing you can do But let time tick Stay positive and show stiff lip Nothing you can do But let time tick away These are the ghosts I made myself, I made myself These are the ghosts I made I need twice as much space And half as many things A well written verse that I can sing Twice as much space And a new set of strings These are the ghosts I made myself, I made myself These are the ghosts I made We can bury the memory If we don't want to go back We're forward wanting Past the haunting Bury the memory We don't want to go back These are the ghosts I made myself, I made myself These are the ghosts I made These are the ghosts I made myself, I made myself These are the ghosts I made These are the ghosts --- These Are the Ghosts - The Bees and A Band of Bees