Ghosts

You know the way you think of people lost in your past
That makes their timeline stand still from when you saw them last
And nothing in between has even happened until you see them again

Neil was a friend to me at a time when I wasn't sure
If I was coming or going through any certain door
But we could find comfort in the things that meant the same to us both

And I'd watch the way he walked along to his own beat
The way he moved his feet
Gave me assurance when I needed it the most
Now I'm some place else and those days feel like ghosts

Some people can mean the most even if they never knew
In some kind of way they touch on anything you do
But when they come back to mind sometimes it's too late

I don't really know why we drifted so far
It wasn't distance or a door not held ajar
My life just took me this way on the road I followed

When I watched the way he walked along to his own beat
The way he moved his feet
Gave me assurance when I needed it the most
Now I'm some place else and those days feel like ghosts

And now that he's gone, like a moment in time
Held in the air that lingered between a cigarette and his lips

I watched the way he walked along to his own beat
The way he moved his feet
Gave me assurance when I needed it the most
Now I'm some place else and those days feel like ghosts