I'll be your harvest, I'll be your ghost
Just float me some oxygen, let's decompose
My mind drifts free
Oxygen sputters and leaks
All through the night
The turnstiles creak and clack
Who wants to be frozen in time?
It's not me, it's not me
Is it two-hearted to think I'm too neurotic?
I'll be your harvest, I'll be your ghost
Just float me some oxygen, let's decompose
If I buried myself in your heart would it grow
It's kind of cathartic not to let yourself go
You don't need a man
To coast those solar winds
In a soda can
A coffin to your sins
This lunar ship feels like a crucifix
Each person on their own
So give a splendid toast to all the holy ghosts
I'll be your harvest, I'll be your ghost
Just float me some oxygen, let's decompose
If I buried myself in your heart would it grow
It's kind of cathartic not to let yourself go
I'd travel light years to be your whole world
I'll be your ghost if you let yourself go
I'll be your ghost if you let yourself go
I'll be your ghost if you let go
Let go, let go