The End Of A Ghost Story - Matthew Ryan

I lit a smoke and took a walk

Just as the stars began to spark

I told myself don’t we all

Learn about winter, learn to fall

I see lovers in the rain

Stepping on and off of trains

Just waiting there like baggage claims

Hoping someone says their name

Honey when are you coming home?

I don’t do so well alone

We lost ourselves inside the snow

Of where you start and where you go

All the graveyards on the rue

And all the shit I put you through

If only half of it was true

I’d reach across, I’d reach right through

We’re too young

I don’t ever want to die

Why do newborn babies cry?

Ask an orphan he knows why

They say the world is what you see

And what it was will never be

At least not for the one’s like you and me

Who lit a match and still couldn’t see

I’m going down where trouble drowns

By the harbour and the sound

Where the bright light of music’s found

Back to what first brought me round

'Cause we’re too young

I don’t ever want to die

Why do newborn babies cry?

Ask an orphan he knows why

Yeah, we’re too young

I don’t ever want you to die

Why do newborn babies cry?

Ask a widow she knows why