I am the ghost of a heart and a head in the clouds
I am the ghost of a smile through the holes in my mouth
I am the ghost of a timeline that worked itself out
Now I know nothing but the monsters we make of ourselves
But you paint this picture of life that I'm blind to
Too many grays I cannot leave behind
And I'm not a promising future
I'm only a past
I'm still looking back
They are the faces fit to a mold and remade
They are the big shots and small talks and half-hearted hardly-earned pay
She is the voice that screams, "you'll lose love if you can't escape"
But I'm losing it already so there's no difference anyways
But you paint this picture of life that I'm blind to
Too many grays I cannot leave behind
And I'm not a promising future
I'm only a past
I'm still looking back
We are hell-bent and obsessed
With ends and beginnings
And we have our hearts set on forgetting
Everything in between them
But I am only a ghost, and looking back is all that I know
I am not a promising future, but I promise you I'm not a past
So I'll dig up some dirt, and I'll pray for what it's worth
That I'm half the man you say that I am
'Cause I believe in these words
And these words are enough for now
I believe in something
I will not let you down
I cannot let you down
