Mark Geary - Ghosts

When I laid in the sand I thought about you.
When you laid in the sand you said you saw…
‘don’t know how much time we’re given.
‘fighting for your right to fail..

And then after you’d left the dream was broken..—just your shape in the sand, no words are needed
I don’t know how much time we’re given..
Fighting for your right to fail.

When you’re driving your boats and you’re waving me in,
run around with your ghosts, who perpetually grin..
And god only knows if you’re calling me home.

And I played in your bands and I thought about you..
You said you’d lend me your hand when you felt you could..
I don’t know how much time we’re given.
Fighting for your right to fail..

You’re just a nail on a cross with a call coming in..
You find your highs and your lows,
but you wont let me in,
and god only knows if you’re calling me home.

When you’re driving your boats and you’re waving me in,
run around with your ghosts who perpetually grin,
and god only knows if you’re calling me home.