TTNG - Consoling Ghosts lyrics

I want to write But don't quite know why What would I read if she replied? Would she confide “Had it not been for my suicide I'd be happy I'm alive, and in my life" Meet me behind closed eyes Guilt trip unstitch habit The planned pattens of blankets you knit Doomly looming a net From the catch of attachment you protect Unfurl this thread A permanent result For a temporary fault I'm left haunted by the thought of your remorse Sometimes at night between the creased sheets of my mind Neuron pathways will trace My memories of the features of her face In it I'll place her voice To offer these words to her English boy “Your misery is a choice” Sometimes at night between the creased sheets of my mind The dead come back to life And provide advice Consoling ghosts Your dreams are the needed host To talk to those who were once close Goodbye