Hector Zazou Katie Jane Garside: Symphony Of Ghosts

Tears held in the glass Against this waterfall Breathe into the mirror There s nothing there at all Reflected in your gaze A shadow figment host Watching from the waves A symphony of ghosts He won t, she will She won t, he will She might, could kill She won t, he will I dreamed I caught a seed I plant it deep inside I swear I heard it breathe The dreaming was alive She come and she go Got away from you Cast for her line He won t, she will She won t, he will She might, could kill She won t, he will I f