Ghost, not dead enough to be gone The morning moon still hanging on Wan light at the window pane Ghost, both of us up before dawn Still I can't seem to get a move on Haunt me with your moon face The sun comes up cold and the sky full of crows Quiet and iced, can't I go when you go Renewing the orbit of your ellipse Here in the umbra of your eclipse Ghost, endless shaking your grave Tending the plot where you lay Folded in the pages of my mind Oh, to rest in the cool of your shade To hide while I watch the parade Clamor for the night sky Here while gone Gone, gone all along Or you in the umbra and I the shot light High in your field, you don't put up a fight Even in death your right of refusal Even in death seeking your approval Pull, over and over again On this ocean in the dark Full, your perigee flooding and then The high tide watermark Gone so soon Haunt, haunt me on a blue moon Here while gone, gone all along Gone so soon, haunt me, oh you blue moon