[00:19.37]The moon holds the light[00:24.96][00:27.97]And the moon's this spinning globe[00:30.66][00:32.10]Shedding light upon the road[00:35.36][00:36.62]The bird won't fly[00:42.36][00:45.24]And a bird without its wings is a low and tragic thing[00:52.68][00:53.55]We are ghosts[00:54.94][00:57.58]We are ghosts amongst these hills[01:01.40][01:02.09]From the trees of velvet green[01:05.59][01:06.24]To the ground beneath our feet[01:10.81]We are ghosts[01:14.51][01:15.45]We are ghosts amongst these hills[01:18.66][01:19.60]Pressing out along the shore[01:22.88][01:23.75]Pressing out along the shore[01:27.50][01:37.32]The mountain song[01:42.41][01:45.74]Matters not the thoughts of thirds[01:48.81][01:49.68]Matters only to be heard[01:53.19][01:53.96]And though I'm gone[02:00.32][02:03.00]I will come again in Spring[02:06.20][02:06.84]When the harvest can begin[02:10.39][02:11.15]We are ghosts[02:13.34][02:15.41]We are ghosts amongst these hills[02:19.31][02:20.06]From the trees of velvet green[02:23.24][02:23.87]To the ground beneath our feet[02:27.77][02:28.33]We are ghosts[02:31.71][02:32.59]We are ghosts amongst these hills[02:36.59][02:37.30]Pressing out along the shore[02:41.56]Pressing out along the shore[02:46.08][03:00.59]