歌手:David Gilmour
专辑:《Luck and Strange》

The heat of the sun
Stayed on through the night
Made spectres of strangers
Playing games with my sight
I passed through the station
A face in the crowd
The whistle was blowing
The barrier came down
There was my baby
In another's embrace
I called out her name
In shame and disgrace
Yes, I have ghosts
Not all of them dead
Making dust of my dreams
Spinning round and around
Around in my head
Train on the tracks
Teeth of the zip
The slider moves down
We were joined at the hip
Steel in the groove
The widening gap
Unfastening rails from a past with no map
Yes, I have ghosts
A fleeting sight
It's always the living that are haunting my nights
Where is the sweet soul
That you used to be?
Gone like a thistle that’s blown on the breeze
I guess when it's over
This haunting will end
The waiting, the baiting
My killer, my friend
Yes, I have ghosts
Not all of them dead
And they dance by the moon
Millstones white as the sheet on my bed