The Five Ghosts

When I was a little girl the world was small to me All the light in my life filtered softly through the trees The shadows in the photographs, five ghosts who followed me I was only truly frightened once They called my name and said they wanted me Oh, what a beautiful day to try to die Oh, for one sweet second without the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye Oh, what a beautiful day to try to die Oh, for one sweet second without the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye When I grew in age and fame and travelled through the world All the rives of the city like flags of blue unfurled Me pressed against the railing, me taken to a room Me breaking in the morning, dark with a sense of coming doom Oh, what a beautiful day to try to die Oh, for one sweet second without the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye Oh, what a beautiful day to try to die Oh, for one sweet second without the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye The eye x8 Now I have grown old and all my grace and beauty gone Five ghosts surround my garden, I don't tell them to move on I walk deeper into shade now, that dappled light again I see you standing at the gate, my one and only friend Oh, what a beautiful day to try to die Oh, for one sweet second without the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye Oh, what a beautiful day to try to die Oh, for one sweet second without the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye