Siddhartha (My Light Was a Ghost)
I keep losing everything I have
My keys, my phone, my friends, my hat
And every brick I laid each year collapsed
By some unnamed trumpeteer marching past
And he asked
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
Every breath comes out held by a gasp
With every timbered year tied loose to my soul's raft
I'm tugging at my oars with waning grasp
And when I hear the river, it only laughs
And it asks
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
The divine came and cut all my bark away
And I stood naked, awaiting the fire
Took my last breath from the sun and the wind and clay
And I was one with the whole earth's desires
And I lived and died at the same time
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if all failures and hopes are on the same river, afloat?
Then I think my light is a ghost
My keys, my phone, my friends, my hat
And every brick I laid each year collapsed
By some unnamed trumpeteer marching past
And he asked
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
Every breath comes out held by a gasp
With every timbered year tied loose to my soul's raft
I'm tugging at my oars with waning grasp
And when I hear the river, it only laughs
And it asks
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
The divine came and cut all my bark away
And I stood naked, awaiting the fire
Took my last breath from the sun and the wind and clay
And I was one with the whole earth's desires
And I lived and died at the same time
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if my light was a ghost?
What if all failures and hopes are on the same river, afloat?
Then I think my light is a ghost
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Writer(s): Richard David Wimbish
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