August 18, 2004

there's a letter on the desktop that I dug out of a drawer
the last truce we ever came to from our adolescent war
and I start to feel the fever from the warm air through the screen
you come regular like seasons, shadowing my dreams

the mississippi's mighty, but it starts in minnesota
at a place that you could walk across with five steps down
and i guess that's how you started like a pinprick to my heart
at this point you rush right through me and I start to drown

and there's not enough room in this world for my pain
signals cross and love get's lost and time passed makes it plain
of all my demon spirits I need you the mos
I'm in love with your ghost

it's dark and dangerous like a secret
that gets whispered in a hush
as I wake the things I dreamt about you last night make me blush
when you kiss me like a lover
then you sting me like a viper
I go follow to the river
play your memory like the piper

and I feel it like a sickness how this love is killing me
but I'd walk into the fingers of your fire willingly
and dance the edge of sanity I've never been this close
in love with your ghost

unknowing captor you'll never know how much you
pierced my spirit but I can't touch you
can you hear it? a cry to be free
for I'm forever under lock and key
as you pass through me

now i see your face before me
I would launch a thousand ships
to bring your heart back to my island
as the sand beneath me slips

as I burn up in your presence, and I know now how it feels
to be weakened like achilles, with you always at my heels
and my bitter pill to swallow is the silence that I keep

it poisons me, I can't swim free, the river is too deep
though I'm baptized by your touch, I am no worse at most
in love with your ghost
in love with your ghost
you are shadowing my dreams
in love with your ghost


back to my old thoughts, my old songs
not my old confusion though
I can see clearly now... mmmmh!

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