holy ghost I barely recognize you
something that you changed about your face
I have a thought I wanna run it by you
but it might be a sin to speculate
i could find a new kind of devotion
I could know you by another name
I could make an image in your likeness
I could make a life out of the days
I would say the day I met you I'd turn back on my feet
I would be no painter, picture or the vision in between
holy ghost I barely recognize you
slipping out the penthouse fire escape
and I can tell the thought has crossed your mind now
that one of us is easily replaced
holy ghost I barely recognize you
something that you changed about your face
and I would be a stranger if I left you
but you are no creator without me