Susceptible To Ghosts

Lyrics

White houses prop up a blue sky And there's something they're trying to say Through busted fences, hounds howl on both sides In a language that we've yet to translate Down in the diner, the children aren't waiting for night time I grew up in Ypsilanti Writing down every mistake that i made And I found you so many years later Like a cloud hovering over a parade That was me there, waving one hand in the air The other one gluеd to an old microphone Yeah, that was me thеre, I couldn't be seen there The skin that was stretched so tight over you bones But it was me there, definitely there I was your tears in the tow-away zone I was the sugar at the bottom of the cone I was the long distance call on the phone I was the reason you had to leave home I had a dream where I met you In a windowless room full of wires and clothes And I came to you in that dream with a warning Lest you live your life susceptible to ghosts That was me there, floating in the air I was the horse shoe hanging over the door Yeah it was me there, invisibly there I was the shirt that your grandfather wore Oh it was me there, telling you to beware I was the stuff that you stole from the store I was the flowers you found on the floor I was the white lines on I-94 I was the reason you never felt sure It was me there, like the atoms in the air Like a bad cheque that some bad boyfriend wrote And it was either two feelings or neither You couldn't have one without having them both Yeah it was me there, you wouldn't believe where I was the pocket of your winter coat I was the ink on the crumpled up note I was the name that you kept in your throat I was the reason you felt like a ghost