Ghost Town Lyrics

I'll dance between the street signs where the highway has a red light

And I won't look both ways before I do

I'll float down the river in the claw foot tub from the home goods display

and when it sinks I'll bat my eyes

I'll break out the windows at the baptist church on the corner of third and cushman

And fill the pews with paper dolls

If I stayed in this ghost town If I stayed in this ghost town

And the lifeless eyes of passersby would

Patronize my actions

But their skin is made of ghost and bits of dust

If I stayed in this ghost town

A ghost of my home town

I'll smoke bowls at the graveyard

Dreaming stories about the bones that lie below

And place flower crowns on tombs

Find a foggy clearing on a sunday when I'm reaching 55

And let the dandelions take hold

If I stayed in this ghost town

A ghost of my home town

And the sirens dressed in red and white and blue will try to find me

But I reside in campfire songs

If I stayed in this ghost town

The ghost of my hometown

Find a foggy clearing on a sunday when I'm reaching 55

And let the dandelions take hold