How come you hang that poster so close to your bed And drip down the silk lines of that catch How come you leave the I.V. in your hands Asleep in the valley yeah the leaves all pulse I see the quiet edges where we all live on I see you on your bed Then you disappear, is your ghost still there? Then you disappear, is your ghost still there? Then you disappear, is your ghost still there? Rehearse the magic and we'll comb our hair Drip all the way back to our old winding stairs Where I'm your patient now and we can all menstruate You could pull the curtains right around your face If we're all just wild wild, wild, wild bees Just trying to make a home and taste that honey Then you disappear, is your ghost still there? Then you disappear, is your ghost still there? Then you disappear, is your ghost still there? We're gonna have to say goodbye