I have ghosts that will not leave

Like the hours after a bar has closed

Only one person left to clean up the mess

The same song just plays on repeat

Then in the desperate hours of morning

When sleep has refused to come

Laying there with no need to dream

Since the real world is a nightmare

I wish you would find me

I'd say in those moments

Loud enough perhaps you could hear

But all that answers is the silence

Followed by another day of coffee

More cigarettes and wasted smiles

Still, the same song on repeat

Sun down and sun up

Day in, day out