Spirit Ditch - Sparklehorse (闪马)

I want my records back

And that

Motorcycle gas tank

That I

Spray painted black

The owls have been

Talking to me

But I'm sworn

To secrecy

I woke up in

A burnt out basement

Sleeping with

Metal hands

In a spirit ditch

The moon it

Will rise with such

Horse laughter

It's dragging pianos

To the ocean

If I had

A home

You'd know it'd be

In a slide trombone

I woke up in

A burnt out basement

Sleeping with

Metal hands

In a spirit ditch

I woke up in

A burnt out basement

Sleeping with

Metal hands

In a spirit ditch