Ghosts
All around me I see ghosts
Hanging out on balconies mostly
Laughing at the mortals like we're the brunt of an inside
joke
Sweet revenge that we can touch friends and family
I see ghosts all around me
They crash rock concerts and the symphony
They dress in ebony, like wayward funeral hosts
Gentle faces share their empathy.
They don't speak to me
It's like they see straight through me
How they know all that's to come and what is gone
And what frightens me is not their fearsome company
It is the future that's prescribed to me,
So I will not ask them why they have come.
Margaret Putnam was a nurse
In the Civil War she served her country
She walks in through my walls like an actress well rehearsed
She'd be more frightening if she were less lovely...
But she won't speak to me
It's like she sees straight through me
How she knows all that's to come and what is gone
And what frightens me is not her fearsome company
It is the future that's prescribed to me,
I will not ask her why she has come.
I see ghosts all around me
They sleep through lectures in theology
They don't make apology for the secrets that they know
They like to appear in unsolved mysteries.
They don't speak to me
It's like they see straight through me
How they know all that's to come and what is gone
And what frightens me is not their fearsome company
It is the future that's prescribed to me,
So I will not ask them why they have come.
