If you really want to conjure up a ghost
Cultivate a space for the things that hurt you most
Rake the sands until they surface
Bind their tiny eyes
Stake out your position, let your armor fall
Stay put 'till they find you, it won't take long at all
Rake the sands until they surface
Up they come, gone translucent
They're coming up no matter what
Fools rush in and the doors slam shut
Ghosts of my childhood, stay with me, if you will
Find a place where there's water, hold you under 'till you're still
Rake the sands until they surface
Don't let anybody call them ugly
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