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 and she brushed upon our faces disappeared into the 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