Ghosts, Etc. - Radio Edit

Ghosts keep telling me they're different
But I know what's dead may never change
My time's been filling in with all of their troubles, see I
Can't tell the goodness of their hearts from selling me on who they want to be
And what they think they want of me
I thought I'd stay the same but I grew up, time, it changed me,
I never knew that I could want anything more until I did.

Was it something I said?
Was I better than this?
Is it the same in the end?

(I'm running out of time and out of luck)

Tired of fighting through my indifference
Been cold so long I've grown estranged
I've been struggling and I've been wondering life
Could, should, would have been
If I had then the courage just to fly
One night
I thought I would but then it died
Stood still the same had followed
Rejection's tough to swallow
I never knew that I could have another world until I did
Was it something I said?
Was I better than this?
Is it the same in the end?
And would I do it again?

(I'm running out of time and out of luck)

I'm running out of time and out of luck (out of of luck)
If history repeats itself I'm...
Used to dream big dreams when I was young (I was young)
Now I'm not the dreamer I was

Cold-shouldered, years faded,
Burned out on these old faith myths
Down river, stuck in the mud

Love made me forgive this
Traded my pulse for pure bliss
Don't save me, I've come undone

When I dream, I dream in color
And it's dragging me down
I don't like being in here
But don't let me out
Don't let me out

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Credits
Writer(s): Myles A Maxwell
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