Heliotropes - Ribbons lyrics

Come with me My imaginary Ghost in hiding Specter in the spring You're the sky held aloft By ribbons unseen You're the harvest in the fall And the sickle in the seed Come with my My imaginary I've stoked all the fires while the dogs they did sing You're the fires kept alight By cinders unseen You're the whispers and the prayers to all their gods in the trees