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Ghost of the Heiress

from Heaven​/​Ghost of the Heiress by Mountainess

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The ghost of the heiress walks these grounds tonight.
She stops by a painting, one she used to like.
In the afterlife they don't like surrealism,
It's a little too real.
She wonders round the museum
Unsure how the art should make her feel.

The ghost of the heiress haunts these halls tonight.
She follows the tour guide as he dims the final light.
Her bed is on display in the west wing.
She slips inside but she's always resting.
And it can be a tire to keep hosting
When your taste overtakes your memory.

None of them painted her right.
None of them even tried.
All of those lovers for nothing.
All of them wanting something--
Mistaking the muse for a patron.
So she keeps on collecting,
She keeps on collecting,
She keeps on collecting
In hopes of catching her reflection in a frame.

The ghost of the heiress cannot sleep tonight.
She stirs the gravel where her ashes lie.
A curated mausoleum--
Her name lives on but not her dream
Of finally being seen.
She keeps on collecting.

credits

from Heaven​/​Ghost of the Heiress, released December 7, 2018
Armand Aromin-Violin
Ant Savino-Bass
Casey Be Iisle-Drums
Emily Goldstein-Vocals/Piano

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