V1
Can we please forget our dreams and we'll both look right into the sun
Cos I had a rope tied firmly around my waist, leasing me in the right direction
We are holy Ghosts and we were sent from above to make this world seem a better place if only to ourselves

Chorus

And can we please pull our heads down out of the clouds, I need to find my way out of here I awoke a simple ghost at the age of nineteen

V2
Softly sing yourself to sleep and live your days through your poems and dreams, whilst hanging your legs from the branches of a tree
We are holy Ghosts and we were sent from above to make this world seem a better place if only to ourselves
We'll make this world seem a better place if only to ourselves

Chorus

And can we please pull our heads down out of the clouds
I need to find my way out of here
I awoke a simple ghost at the age of nineteen

Pull our heads down, out of the clouds
As I awoke a simple ghost at the age of nineteen