Around the bonfire with the first signs of winter here
Cold air and alcohol keeping the mood sincere
Richard says “Dejavu means you’re where you’re meant to be.”
Well, If it’s prescience I know what I want to see

Wish I could see your future ghost
haunting all the places I go.
So I know you’ll stay around
When all the other people I know
Take their lives to distant places.
I want to hear the sound of our future voices
bouncing round this town.

We put the fire out and come home through empty streets
Warm incandescent light heating the cold bedsheets
Feels a little dangerous, this much honesty.
Here’s how I’d tell you how much you mean to me

Hope you see my future ghost
Haunting all the places you go
So you know I’ll stay around
When all the other people you know
Take their lives to distant places
I want to hear the sound of our future voices
bouncing round this town

I wanna see our future ghosts haunting all the places I go.