pale green ghosts
john grant
back then i often found myself
driving on the road at night
and the radio was broadcasting the ocean. warm late spring wind whips through my hair. i am right here
and no one in this world is gonna stop me. pale green ghosts at the end of may--
soldiers of this black highway--
helping me to know my place. pale green ghosts must take great care
release themselves into the air--
reminding me that i must be aware. i-25 and 36 to boulder
but now i'm getting colder
and i stomp my feet--demanding like a child. i hope you get everything you wanted boy. i hope you conquer the world and turn it into your toy
but don't come crying when you're forced to learn the truth. pale green ghosts at the end of may--
soldiers of this black highway--
helping me to know my place. pale green ghosts must take great care
release themselves into the air--
reminding me that i must be aware. pale green ghosts at the end of may--
soldiers of this black highway--
helping me to know my place. pale green ghosts must take great care
release themselves into the air--
reminding me that i must be aware.