It's a long warm September and we're both still alive
And the sea is like a painting beneath the mirrored sky
Raise the dead, raise the dead
We'll go riding on the ghost train, together raise the 
dead

Through the summer scented shadows, we were frozen in the 
light
night
Raise the dead, raise the dead
We'll go riding on the ghost train, together raise the 
dead

Time becomes liquid and death becomes a friend
We'll live the life together with the wheel still in spin
Raise the dead, raise the dead
We'll go riding on the ghost train with the wheel 
spinning round