Isolation
Cubanate
Interference (1998)

The ghost of her is in the architecture
In the brickwork of the airport in the concrete of the plaza
There was a rumour of her presence someone else was here
From the fingerprints the evidence is clear
The ghost of her is still in me
The ghost of her is still in me
I've got these four walls and a single bed
In a backstreet hotel
Midnight london ?
I paid twenty quid for the view
The ghost of her is still in me
The ghost of her is still in me
The ghost of her is still in me
The ghost of her is still in me
The ghost of her
The ghost of her is still in me
The ghost of her is still in me