Lyrics

She sits before me
Speaks in circles spinning tales
Head filled with false impressions
The ones she often uses
To replace
She left me in little pieces
Small degrees of a long, long retreating
There was no single moment
To the fade
And while I sit with her today
Always searching, for a trace
Of the woman who was lost
Along the way
I haven't seen her for some time
Just breath and body left behind
I'm hoping to catch
A glimpse of her today
Of Thomasina's ghost
I never got to say goodbye
How can I let her go and sit beside
An impostor who so cruelly wears her face
Here we are hands entwined
Little comfort found
In the blood that still binds
While I am grieving
All that's slipped away
I sit again with her today
I keep on searching for a trace
Of the woman who was lost along the way
I haven't seen her for some time
Just breath and body left behind
I'm hoping to catch
A glimpse of her today
Of Thomasina's ghost
Oh, has God forgotten
Oh, to call you home
Oh, has God forgotten
Oh, to call you home
Have you seen her
Tommy's Ghost
C'mon won't you c'mon home
Have seen her
Tommy's Ghost
C'mon won't you c'mon home
Have you seen her
Have you seen her