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 your tear satin crashing. My embers 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 embers 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