THE
GHOST OF WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN
(no original recording
written as lyric only 2002)
Like waking from
a bad dream
I'm carrying with me the ghost of what might have been
She carries a
sack full of money
In hands wrapped in beautiful silk gloves
She whispers in my ear, time to leave
And I wake up in another city
Waking up from
a bad dream
Waking up with the ghost of what might have been
She knows my heart
is shot full of holes
Because she was the one that pulled the trigger
She calls me over and points out to sea
Says there it goes your ship of hopes sank so easily
Talking to myself
on the midnight streets
Being followed by the ghost of what might have been
When's she ever going to leave
The ghost of what might have been
The city is beautiful
this red night
The whole world spinning toward the sun
I believe I'll wake up on the other side
Of these restless streets when she's done
Ghost of what
might have been