give up the ghost

Driven so left field ignoring the sun 
Coughing up the stars and still invisible to everyone
But you set my hands on fire till the ice is melted
Help me succumb
To any time or place until Iím finally faceless
Help me retraceÖ it
And help me sound off these rusty submarine bells
Grab your local street directory look under H for help
Is it near?
Because when your car takes so much time to start these days

That when it does Iím gonna disappear
To any time or place until your finally faceless
When all you want is giftlessness just to drive
For miles and miles
And who needs love when you canít
Give up the ghost.





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painting: chad carey

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