You're always summer breaking Summer is gone (See how they play) (You're gonna need someone to break your fall) Driving through Ghost-town Metal horses a thousand feet high Pulling your top down In the back of some pretty boy's ride

I sent you roses, I warned you I would Do all that I could to show you the way that I feel Please, don't say I'm wasting my time I've got nothin' but time so I'll do all that I can to catch That ghost of a chance The sunlight, the moonlight Are beyond my

You touch me like a razor blade I wish there was some other way right now, oh oh And like a house on fire we're up in flames I'd burn here if that's what it takes To let you know I won't let go of you, oh oh So I'll just hold you like a hand grenade Of

You in your fancy Material world Don't see the links of chain Binding blood Our own ancestors Are hungry ghosts Closets so full of bones They won't close Call it upward mobility

Weave us of mist Hide us in shadows You know that the fog is here omnipresent A secular haze You know that his son is near omnipotent Come mist eternal When the diseaser sees no cure When the intents remain obscure

We are ghosts of the concrete world Genetic codes of a dying breed Will I be left behind Sounds of a playground fading You can find all you need The message is in the silence Whisper words to calm your mind Reach inside another playing come-around

My fall will be for you Into the blue memory We used to swim the same moonlight waters Oceans away from the wakeful day My love will be in you If you be the one to cut me I'll bleed forever Scent of the sea before waking afterwards Brings me to thee

And for what? (HEY! ) And if I could go back and make my amends, I'd make all those mistakes again. And kill every last one of those bastards, my friend! Though you see me now, the mere ghost of a man, I once had the heart of a lion. Commanding my ship,

Leaving or dead, always ahead, fed by your dread First in the line of fire, first into hostile land They are the panzer elite, born to compete, never retreat (ghost division) Tanks leading the way, leading the way Thus earning their name, earning the

I'm a goner Somebody catch my breath I wanna be known by you Don't let me be gone Though I'm weak I'll slip away Into the sound The ghost of you Is close to me