Ghost On The Canvas - Glen Campbell

I know a place between

Life and death for you and me

Best take hold on the threshold

Of eternity

And see the ghost on the canvas

People don’t see us

Ghost on the canvas

People don’t know

When they’re looking at soul

In between here and there

There is a place that we can grow

The spirits make love in the wheat field

With crows

Like a ghost on the canvas

People don’t see them!

Ghost on the canvas

No, they never see soul!

Ring around the rosary

Pocket full of prose you read

Ashes to ashes, we all fall in love

With the ghost on the canvas

We dream in color

Others they color their dreams

It takes one to know one

The spirit always knows what it sees

Like a ghost on the canvas

Never can have us

Ghost on a canvas

It’s the soul that makes them go

People don’t know

When they’re looking at soul

Better take hold

I’m the ghost on the canvas