Lletres: Sparklehorse. Good Morning Spider. Ghost of His Smile.

He don't get out much
These days
But I wouldn't call him
Lazy

He sees the dawn sneak
Into the room
And knows the dogs
Will be up soon

And we thought that he was doing alright
As the sun chased down another night

And days careen
Like the waters
Of a river rushing
To the sea

Here she comes again
Down the staircase
She never passes
Without saying hello

And we thought that he was doing alright
And she says hello

I can't forget the ghost
I can't forget the ghost
I can't forget the ghost
Of his smile

And dogs will wag their tails
And birds will sing
Hell, it's a hard world
For little things

And we thought that he was doing alright

I can't forget the ghost
I can't forget the ghost
I can't forget the ghost
Of his smile