Black crow perched on a wire
Calls out the names of the demons I've known
And his voice echoes onward
Deep through my heart, through skin and hard bone

I feel a ghost
Inside my lungs
Telling me to run

I want to feel young and hopeful
But no spark inside me will ever catch fire
When I die
I fear that I'll die alone
If I lose my grip on the people I've loved

To be a ghost
Oh to be alone
With no where left for me to go
I fall back to your arms

With every day with each long night that passes by
I feel my ghost, my fears, fall into place