Your Ghost

You've left your ghost Until tomorrow And then he must be sent To a strange address In the Mediterranean I've met your ghost He has proposed I've met your ghost, yes He's proposed He needs some time alone Then he'll stay with me Then he'll visit your seven seas Please leave me your ghost I will keep him from harm Although I've learned that You were wounded My forest of glass Caused enough damage As has your teal satin crashing My ambers and my blues Could have another use Your ghost has shown me Our primroses could survive the frost If a gentle rivulet of flame Is sustained tenderly He'll play a Beatles tune Me, more a Bach fugue Is this such a great divide Between your world and mine? They both can purify And heal what was cut and bruised Please leave me your ghost I will keep him from harm I understand that you've been wounded My ambers and my blues Could have another use Please leave me your ghost Just leave me Your ghost I will keep him warm I will keep him warm