We made our ways to the top

Our feet were pressed and worn out by the rocks

Mountain and moon and the creeping fog

We drummed on ourselves and watched

I want

I want this to be yours

I want

I want this to be yours

Swelling love for all of you

Swelling love for all of you

We went back the next night

Our apparitions were all present

And displayed in the light

They laughed at my body

And they flew in tight

And we made this their burial site

Everybody

We want

We want this to be yours

We want

We want this to be yours

Swelling love for all of you

Swelling love for all of you

And the ghosts fall in behind me

Ghostly rows of ghostly feet

I'm in control and then seem to know

And we march ourselves back towards the street

Swelling love for all of you

Swelling love for all of you