It goes like the ghost.
I was once before you came around again.
Itâs so uninviting unpredictable
Well I know when I know what I know.
I drink so slow. Itâs all a circus that unfolds
Made of smoke and empty souls.
Iâm told all hearts will run as cold
As dirt upon coffins filled with bones.
Itâs not something that goes away.
Theyâre all feelings that never fade.
Something burning deep inside of me.
On and on.
Well here is your song.
Stay calm.
Like a shaky hand over a bomb.
Pray to god you do know wrong.
Be strong
In the presence of destruction.
And itâs the same sad song.
And try to figure out all the reasons
Why nothing ever works out right.
And you cry tears of absolution
For everything that lives inside.
Itâs not something that goes away.
Theyâre all feelings that never fade.
Something burning deep inside of me.
On and on.
Well here is your song.
It goes like the ghost.
I was once before you came around again.