Claim Your Ghost - Iron, Wine

Our winter keeps running us down

We wake up with love hanging on

Killers let go, killers let go

Some kids get a handful of rain

Our hope is the desperate die wise

Killers let go, killers let go

Morning falls from a tree and asks for a name

Claim your ghost, know the wine for what it is

The garden grows into our street

We’re holding the blossoms up high

Killers let go, killers let go

Claim your ghost, know the wine for what it is

There’s light holding onto the ground

Our music is clumsy and free

Killers let go, killers let go

Killers let go, our killers let go

Our killers let go, killers let go

Our killers let go, killers let go