Your Ghost
Hersh Kristin Lyrics
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It's too quiet,
So I Pad through the dark
And call you on the phone
Push your old numbers
And let your house ring
Til I wake you ghost.
Let him walk down your hallway
Slide down your receiver
Sprint across the wire
Follow my number
Slide into my hand.
It's the blaze across my nightgown
It's the phone's ring.
I think last night
You were driving circles around me.
I can't drink this coffee
Til I put you in my closet
Let him shoot me down
Let him call me off
I take it from his whisper
You're not that tough.
In Kristin Hersh's song "Your Ghost," the lyrics speak to the experience of missing someone who has passed away. In the first stanza, the singer is unable to deal with the quiet of the night and attempts to reach out to the ghost of the person they miss by calling their old phone number. The singer is determined to connect with the ghost and awakens them from a state of rest. The second stanza delves deeper into the singer's emotional state by mentioning how the death of the person they miss affects their dreams and thoughts. The singer is haunted by the memory of the person and cannot go on with their daily routine without putting them away first.
Line by Line Meaning
If I walk down this hallway, tonight,
Let him walk down your hallway
It's too quiet,
It's not this quiet
So I Pad through the dark
Slide down your receiver
And call you on the phone
Sprint across the wire
Push your old numbers
Follow my number
And let your house ring
Slide into my hand
Til I wake you ghost.
Til I wake your ghost.
Let him walk down your hallway
Let him walk down your hallway
It's not this quiet
It's not this quiet
Slide down your receiver
Slide down your receiver
Sprint across the wire
Sprint across the wire
Follow my number
Follow my number
Slide into my hand.
Slide into my hand.
It's the blaze across my nightgown
It's the blaze across my nightgown
It's the phone's ring.
It's the phone's ring.
I think last night
I think last night
You were driving circles around me.
You were driving circles around me.
I can't drink this coffee
I can't drink this coffee
Til I put you in my closet
Til I put you in my closet
Let him shoot me down
Let him call me off
Let him call me off
Let him call me off
I take it from his whisper
I take it from his whisper
You're not that tough.
You're not that tough.
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Written by: KRISTEN HERSH
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@hiteshthakur1848
If I walk down this hallway
Tonight it's too quiet
So I pad through the dark
And call you on the phone
Push your old numbers
And let your house ring
'Til I wake your ghost
Let him walk down your hallway
It's not this quiet
Slide down your receiver
Sprint across the wire
Follow my number
Slide into my hand
It's the blaze across my nightgown
It's the phone's ring
I think last night
You were driving circles around me
I think last night
You were driving circles around me
I think last night
You were driving circles around me
I can't drink this coffee
'Til I put you in my closet
Let him shoot me down
Let him call me off
I take it from his whisper
You're not that tough
It's the blaze across my nightgown
It's the phone's ring
You were in my dream (I think last night)
You were driving circles around me
You were in my dream (I think last night)
You were driving circles around me
You were in my dream (I think last night)
You were driving circles around me
You were in my dream (I think last night)
You were driving circles around me
You were in my dream (I think last night)
You were driving circles around me
@gbytAxs0
f I walk down this hallway, tonight,
It's too quiet,
So I Pad through the dark
And call you on the phone
Push your old numbers
And let your house ring
Til I wake you ghost.
Let him walk down your hallway
It's not this quiet
Slide down your receiver
Sprint across the wire
Follow my number
Slide into my hand.
It's the blaze across my nightgown
It's the phone's ring.
I think last night
You were driving circles around me.
I can't drink this coffee
Til I put you in my closet
Let him shoot me down
Let him call me off
I take it from his whisper
You're not that tough.
@caseymolina-covey3985
This about when she was a teenager struggling with early schizophrenia. She set her night gown on fire trying to make the noise stop. Michael represents the voices that don't stop. She's such an amazing poet.
@tomteanders1357
Any sources 4 that interpretation?
IMHO it doesn't make sense, sorry...
@davidsroczynski665
@@tomteanders1357 it’s not an interpretation, I read also she was diagnosed once with schizophrenia, she started hearing voices after an accident and I’m not saying she is schizophrenic, this is the interpretation of psychiatrists
@secretlifeofa1926
@@tomteanders1357 I agree with you. They told her she had schizophrenia, but what also happened was a head injury. Diagnoses of mental illness are often, frequently, given to people who are perceiving the world in a way that makes others uncomfortable.
@Pieterneldisveld
@@tomteanders1357 i agree!
@GCKelloch
The way she describes the state she goes into on stage makes me think it's more of a traumatically induced coping mechanism than Schizophrenia. The voices after the head injury could be unrelated. She definitely has a uniquely brilliant perspective.
@derwolf9670
3 Chords and Michael's voice (which gives me the goosebumps) made this
one of the most beautiful songs ever...
@crose7412
@Oliver Dahl What are the chords?
@derwolf9670
@@crose7412 Am - G - D
@taverhamdave
Late to this, I know, but just came back to listen to this song again, and the thing I noticed about the chords is, each line starts on a different chord each time, like a polyrhythm. Really haunting and original