Ghost - Jeremy Messersmith

One more night in Omaha

Bus stop just before the dawn

Cold wind

Followed me somehow

Through parking lots and shopping malls

Rinse my thoughts in alcohol

Black clouds

Rolling over me

If there’s a line, I’ll cross it

No lesson will I learn

Even if I’m standing on it

No bridge that I won’t burn

Coming back to where we started

I’m only passing through

I’ve become a ghost in your garden

Fading into view

Broke my heart with sticks and stones

Swore I’m never coming home

Last words

Never written down

Been so long since I’ve been gone

Doubt if you’ll know me at all

Downpour

Did I make you proud?

If there’s a line, I’ll cross it

No lesson will I learn

Even if I’m standing on it

No bridge that I won’t burn

Coming back to where we started

I’m only passing through

I’ve become a ghost in your garden

Fading into view

Day is short, my shadow’s long

One more hour 'til Wichita

Sunlight

Never felt so kind

If there’s a line, I’ll cross it

No lesson will I learn

Even if I’m standing on it

No bridge that I won’t burn

Coming back to where we started

I’m only passing through

I’ve become a ghost in your garden

Fading into view