Banquo's Ghost - Rocket Scientists

You were talking

All about the plans you’re making

How they’re going to change your life

But when the deed is grimly done

You’re strung out like an old piano

Now you reap the seeds you sow

You feel just like you’re falling

The eyes upon the lunar face

Reflecting on the glassy water

Ever watching over Earth below

And late at night you see the face

The sky is like the one from Van Gogh

Starlight in the afterglow

It seems to me you’re losing control

Echoes from the ghost of Banquo

You were talking

All about the plans you’re making

Nothing’s going to change your mind

If only you could change the past

And find a way to start it over

Surrender everything you are

And try to believe

If only you could see the signs

They’re lurking in the murky water

Starlight in the afterglow

It seems to me you’re losing control

Echoes from the ghost of Banquo