Ghosts in the park
Appear just after dark
Killers, children
But no one has a harp

They look like tourists
It makes me want to laugh

Under floorboards
It's hard to fly a kite
Underwater
My cigarette won't light

Standing in the shade
I'm getting frostbite

Strange as I seem
I'm getting stranger by the minute
Look in my dreams
They're getting stranger by the minute

When I'm drowning
You drag me up to you
Rings in the water
My only residue

But you're just fiction
And I'm a twisted boy

Strange as I seem
I'm getting stranger by the minute
Look in my dreams
They're getting stranger by the minute
Strange as I seem
I'm getting stranger by the minute
Look in my dreams
They're getting stranger by the minute

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Christopher James Maitland, Colin Edwin Balch, Richard Barbieri, Steven John Wilson