Lanterns On The Lake - The Ghost That Sleeps In Me

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Is this a dying trade?
The end of a real thing?
A life-long crusade to be known
If only our old friend could see
If only you could wake the ghost that sleeps in me
Are we a dying breed?
The last of the real thing?
Servants dressed in gold saying «we're owed»
If only our old friend could see
If only you could wake the ghost that sleeps in me