"Ghosts" genre: Folk Rock
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	A mix of Moody Blues and the Cure. It's about rare connection.
	CD: Ganymede   Label: NMA Credits: (c) 2003 D. Byron Patterson. All Rights Reserved.
	Story Behind the Song I wrote this many moons ago -- I just never felt inspired to record it until recently. It's my statement on self-centered, performance-ridden casual sex. I do not denounce those who choose to engage in it -- I think it can be a healthy physical expression of adulthood. I merely want to make a distinction between real intimacy and feigned connection -- while both may not be about love, casual sex involves performance and ego and showmanship; real intimacy does not. Lyrics Ghosts I could spend a lifetime in your bed I could spend eternity pondering your mouth Kiss me when the walls start running red Tear away my tender flesh Encase yourself inside I scream your name I feel you burning Taste the rays that trickle in with dawn Roll beneath me, feel the tide -- The part of me that dies Blast away the morning with your eyes Desire fuels the impulse now and dances without pride You own my soul -- I feel you burning Inside you -- Inside me -- In my arms, I feel you burning Justify these sweat-drenched sheets of skin Slide beside to drink your neck, Entwined to be within I can hear you whisper as you cry, Swear that this will never die -- Arrest this frame in time Give up your ghosts I feel you burning -- I feel you burning Inside you -- Inside me -- In my arms, I feel you burning

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