Weight of the Word (Ft. Turkuaz Horns)

Gravy, we'll eat it up and lick the plate
 Can't believe the taste these days
 So save me, a seat up front to see the play
 and they'll make your day
 Now the flowers are all red and blue
 But stand on the same shade of green
 You say, what we say, is all we say
 What is, and what should never be
 I've heard that the weight of the word
 Is getting too much to take
 While it stands and demands that my back won't bend
 My back may break
 In dreams, it seems that the words melt away
 Up above or down below
 You better make your get away
 I'm scared, i'm spread so thin that I might slip through the cracks
 If you could see that the door's unlocked
 You might run away
 If you could see that there's so much more
 Than these re-run plays
 Go on and on, ghosts will come and ghosts will go
 Go on and on, ghosts move fast cause' they all know.