Ghost

I'll be the one to let this roof cave in on me
 Buried in this house this wooden graveyard by the sea
 We push away our families to understand our needs
 The love and all the hate I used to hold in front of me
 Restless nights, all dizzy spells, all sand between my sheets
 Showing signs of thirst like dried out boardwalk-blistered feet
 And now I know I never knew about you, only me
 We carried this inside like some disease we couldn't beat
 But we could work, we try to live and get by
 To make our family in a second floor apartment
 Standing on a threshold, body out and flesh cold
 Go ahead and celebrate the things you lost
 Try to grieve, to flex and release
 To cry and work out with the underrate apartment
 Moments are a lifetime, lockin' in a straight line
 This could take a little while to shake things off
 Down by the water's edge under a dying tree
 I let my body slip, something inside of me
 But when I came around, some kind of murky face
 I don't ever want to be alone like this
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 And I will tuck into you like I always wanted to be
 Shadows just a shade of light not darkness in degree
 Oh, it was you who knew me first, this wasn't meant for kids like me
 Some brutal natural force we only feel, we never see
 But as you grip the tide, you blundered aside
 Your heads got smaller until they vanished into silence
 Sinking in a white foam, running to a new home
 We can only understand the things we see
 You cease, desist, and view me like this
 The eyes wide open in the beauty of the bright lights
 Standing on a threshold, body out and flesh cold
 I don't ever want to be alone like this, no
 I have no choice but to be vicious on my feet
 I never sleep, I never eat
 I am learning how to be lost completely
 I want to be found, we crave the things we push away
 These patterns cut like every day
 I need you to reach, I need you to me
 Down by the water's edge under a dying tree
 I let my body slip, something inside of me
 But when I came around, some kind of murky face
 Shakin' my bones put me back in my place
 I don't ever want to be alone like this
 Haunted by the presence of things I miss
 I don't ever want to be alone like this
 Haunted by the presence of things I miss
 No, I am becoming the ghost of myself
 No, I am becoming the ghost of myself
 Trapped little secrets, little things we never tell
 No, I am becoming the ghost of myself