this perfect day we make our way to the end of it with perfect grace i lay my head in your lap and walk away these days are sweet and strange we re happy in our star scattered way always in this my life in this my life as a ghost in this my life my happy life as a ghost i ve been lifting out the stains from the stones planting flowers where you ll never find my bones seven sisters seven stars shooting home shouts and whispers of a better fight in better times a day for the sweet and strange or happy in some star shattered way our way in this my life in this my life as a ghost in this my life my happy life as a ghost this perfect day i lay my shield at your feet and beg to stay