Burn the Boats - Ghosts Lyrics

Running silent, running deep
Run until you feel the breeze
Of this revolving door
Always spinning
Only here to disappear
Shuffling the deck
A recycled cast of characters

All the people I know are apparitions, holy ghosts
Possessed by growing up
Disappear when you need them the most
Late at night you'll hear them moan
Whoaaaaaaa

I must be psychic or clairvoyant
Or New England is purgatory
'Cause faces keep fading out in the crowd of missed connections
But if you listen close you'll hear them bitch about credit card loans
Cellphone bills and buying homes
Can you hear them?

All the people I know are apparitions, holy ghosts
Possessed by growing up
Disappear when you need them the most
Late at night you'll hear them moan
Whoaaaaaaa

I've put up horseshoes and prayed to crosses
But found no power in these objects to chase away these fiends
So they won't bother me
So they won't bother me

All the people I know are apparitions, holy ghosts
Possessed by growing up
Disappear when you need them the most
Late at night you'll hear them moan
Whoaaaaaaa