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