New p**nographers - Loose Translation lyrics

One holy ghost for a (holy/lonely) girl In the dream she shook then read, I quote, "We're all past elation now" (???) In the school of thought, in the halls of state, When the leaves turned pink, The loose translation must have lost her It must have cost her to go back To the civilization caught between here And the real one Just to say what you'd begun to say once We have been enrolled in the wrong schools All thru the pride of falling, falling Price of education now There have been no clues in the last few Takes in the steps we trace The education must have cost her It must have cost her to go back To the civilization caught between here And the real one Just to say what you'd begun to say once