MY FAVORITE GHOST

Your voice, it broke the silence
Where so often I get lost
Purple crocuses are opening
Brushed with springtime frost

Ghosts roam the empty spaces
Where once I used to go
I haunt the lonely ruins with them
To keep from being alone

I have felt the planet shift
Out here on the coast
Staring east across the sea
With all the other ghosts

Your hand broke through the surface
And you reached down to me
You pulled me from canyons
From the bottom of the sea

We both are lonely wanderers
Wounded as we are
Where we're headed, I don't care
I'd follow you anywhere

This world, it sells illusion
So many dead end roads
I feel alive when I'm with you
I forget that I'm a ghost

We'll wait until the wind's just right
On a chilly, late spring morning
The daffodils will all have bloomed
The lilacs will be opening

We'll set sail across the sea
Side by side, two lonely wanderers
When this crazy world has crushed us
And our spirits have been conquered

Who knows if peace exists out there
But I think that we can make it
The substance of a clear, true heart
Can never be contained here

The horizon was empty when I was lost
But when I felt your hand
I saw the sun melt in the sky
In your eyes, the stars did land

We'll start again out there somewhere
Far from any road
The sun will shine, your hand in mine
Two lonely wandering ghosts.