Ganymede from Ghoul by Sam Babineau

Trained eyes to the night sky
Tracking moving lights
Fashion your pattern into
Something that feels right
Closing the distance
Ain’t as easy as it seems
Each night that I see you
Just adds to your elusivity

Ganymede, Ganymede
Look at what you’ve instilled in me

I’ve been searching for
What I think could be found
If I hold the pendulum right
You’ll come swinging down town
Maybe it’s time for you
To see the rings on the other side
That way I won’t have to fight
The next time around

Ganymede, Ganymede
Look at what you’ve instilled in me
Ganymede, Ganymede
Look at what you’ve instilled in me
Ganymede, Ganymede
Look at what you’ve instilled in me

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