The Flower Thief

Every ghost needs a body, and somewhere to be seen
A plain girl in a simple dress, a shadow on the screen
But God has left the buildng, another gilded ruin
No point in me pursuing
Like a flower thief, like a flower thief
Well if God had given me an aeroplane
I would loop-the-loop in the pouring rain
Fly to the moon like a jetpack angel
Sing like a bird in a tower of babel
But God has left the buildng, another gilded ruin
No point in me pursuing
Like a flower thief, like a flower thief
But God has left the buildng, another gilded ruin
No point in me pursuing
Through the state of nothing doing
Like a flower thief, flower thief
Like a flower thief, like a flower thief
(Oh yeah) (Alright) (Oh yeah)
(Goodnight, sleep tight)