Holy Ghost - Low

Some holy ghost keeps me hanging on

Hanging on

Some holy ghost keeps me hanging on

Hanging on

I feel the hands, but I don’t see anyone

Anyone

I feel the hands, but I don’t see anyone

It’s there and gone

Feeds my passion for transcendence

Turns my water into wine

Makes me wish I was empty

Now I don’t know much

But I can tell when something’s wrong

And something’s wrong

But some holy ghost keeps me

Ooh, ooh