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Date Posted: Monday, February 20, 02:59:38am
Author: Lij
Author Host/IP: adsl-108-67-89-17.dsl.bltnin.sbcglobal.net / 108.67.89.17
Subject: The Ghost Who Walks by Karen Elson on FRINGE

This song was given quite a long play on FRINGE last Friday. I don't know if that means anything or not. The lyrics makes me think that Peter might be Mr X!!!

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Neat old Hammond A-1 organ on the band version above. The following is the acoustic version.


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The Ghost Who Walks:

The ghost who walks
she's on the prowl
for the man she loved,
he cut her down
it was an ordinary night in June
when he drove her to the lake
so they could watch the full moon

The ghost who walks
she's on the prowl
for the man she loved,
he laid her down
in the tall grass
he kissed her cheek
but with a knife in his hand
he plunged it in deep

She looked at him with pleading eyes
he softly spoke,
"my dear the love has died"
and then he muffled her desperate cries
under the moonlight

Ghost who walks
she's on the prowl
wanders in the moonlight
she's crying to herself because
eyes never once looked cruel
but the moon in the blade
it shimmered like a jewel
she looked at him with pleading eyes
he softly spoke,
"my dear the love has died"
and then he muffled her deadly cries
under the moonlight

Under the moonlight
under the moonlight
under the moonlight

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