And on this casket's back sits
A little lonely ghost
He misses his old lungs and
Wishes he had his throat
Those good old days
Daylight will wash away
It's going to fade, yeah, it will fade
And the darkness will take its place
It's going to come, yeah, it will come, yeah
So I am grateful for this
This consciousness oasis
That paints the darkest carpet
With a sudden streak of white
We burn so bright!
I will swallow it whole
I'm going to run, yeah, I will run
'Til my body breaks down
I'm filling up, yeah, fill me up
Fill me up
Don't look back
You'll turn to salt, so
Just march on
Let moments melt
I'm awake
Wake up
Wake up
I'm awake
I'm awake
And I'll never piss that away
Let's be loud, let's love, let's make some sound
Let's make some sound
Jack Conte released Lonely Ghost on Thu Jun 19 2008.