Chorus
It’s a beautiful kind of strange
How we’re locked inside the change
Chasing ghosts in a crowded room
Singing songs of a quiet doom
And I find it hard to say
Why I’m drifting further away
Drop
Ahh, ahh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ahh
Verse 2
Grey eyes flicker through the haze
Signals lost out on the wire
Truth slips beneath refracted rays
Still we’re drawn to fading fire
Pre-Chorus
And the sound is rising high
Underneath a hollow sky
We are shadows, you and I
Chorus
It’s a beautiful kind of strange
How we’re locked inside the change
Chasing ghosts in a crowded room
Singing songs of a quiet doom
And I find it hard to say
Why I’m drifting further away
Drop
Ahh, ahh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ahh
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