"GHOSTS UP MY SLEEVE"

 

"GHOSTS UP MY SLEEVES"

Ghosts up my sleeves

They stare at me

Lie them back out

Out of existence

You're at some bar

Silent treatment

Dark beer or draught

You're enjoying it

Here I am

Pathetic me

Drowning tears

You drink like shots

Ghosts whisper low

They know my fears

Out at sea

Drowning in tears

Here I am

Pathetic me

Drowning tears

You drink like shots

Empty nights

Empty halls

I hear your voice

Through it all