My life feels like a ghost town tonight
Haunted by the loneliness, the emptiness
of silent streets and unanswered prayers
while above it all, there you hang
your name, your face
in the clouds like gallows
And every step I take's another way another try
another drop of blood, another line
And every breath I take is another lie, another hour, another me and you
and everything that is in between but we have never really seen
Phantom friends that flicker past
gone before I can turn around
A disembodied melody sounding as bells in a church tower
on some sunny summer day
But no bouquet, no wedding aisle here
Just the wind and dust and an empty room,
A dreary tomb of faith
Nothing left but prayer and lies
before you go, before I bleed
before you cry, before I think
you run away, I turn my back
You stop to laugh
And then I lose track and so I stop to buy a drink
collect my thoughts, your memory
until your ghost alone returns
it is all that's left
since I didn't bother to follow the real thing
We watched that dead tree
pale in the moonlight
dead it hangs over the open ground
a grave site for some wretched soul
our marriage bed where bones they break
and dirt washes up like waves
Wandering far from that casket cell
That miserable hell where no one's real
The illusion of choices and the echo of voices
you swear made sense before
but now your eyes play tricks in the dark
and the sun tries to shine from behind the night
but you've got no reason to believe it
since it left you here
wandering through the night
like a spirit in a ghost town
