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Phileas - Ghosts

from Lost and Found by Phil Nice

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Appeared on "Postcard from The Moon" (2002)

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Ghosts
All alone out here
Looking back at the Earth
All clouds and patches of blue
All full of life and memories of you
I dream that I’m waking up
Back in my bed
In a time that exists
Only in my head
All alone, wishing for daylight
Turning around to face the endless night
Ask our friend Hal what the time is
He’ll tell you, Hell, it’s all relative
It’s eating and exercise
Sleeping and waking
Routine on routine
And the progress you’re making
The day’s only 24 hours ‘cause we say so
And I only wake up and face it
While I still choose to
But I’ve nothing to lose
And I’m curious too
I miss the conversation
It’s all chess with machines
Even the toaster’s got more brains than me
But out here I’m still a rarity
Flesh and blood and happy to be
‘Cause I’m tired of logic and binary code
I long for the chance to say: I don’t know
I’m tired of being the star of this lonely show
I need one more sunset
One more dripping tap
The sound of thunder
The creaking of stairs
As you creep back up
And climb into bed next to me
Blow in my ear as I pretend to sleep
Afraid of the cold
Afraid of the rain
Afraid of the tears that sting my face
Dreaming of Sundays a lifetime ago
Remembering things that I couldn’t know

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from Lost and Found, released March 27, 2016

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