We made our ways to the top   Our feet were pressed and worn out by the rocks   Mountain and moon and the creeping fog   We drummed on ourselves and watched      I want    I want this to be yours   I want    I want this to be yours   Swelling love for all of you   Swelling love for all of you      We went back the next night   Our apparitions were all present   And displayed in the light   They laughed at my body   And they flew in tight   And we made this their burial site      (Everybody!)   We want   We want this to be yours   We want    We want this to be yours   Swelling love for all of you   Swelling love for all of you      And the ghosts fall in behind me   Ghostly rows of ghostly feet   I’m in control and then seem to know   And we march ourselves back towards the street      Swelling love for all of you   Swelling love for all of you