Ghost (Live in Mansfield, Massachusetts - July 11, 2003)

The mind is grey like the city. Packing in and overgrown. Love is deep. Dig it out. Standing in a hole alone. Working for something that one can never hold. A place in the clouds. Good place to hide oh my oh. So I'm flying away, away. Driving away, away. Finding. Hoping. Ways I missed before. Missed before. The TV, she talks to me. Breaking news and building walls. Selling me, what I don't need. I didn't know soap made you taller. So I'm riding away, away. Hiding away, away. So much talk it makes no sense at all. My sense is getting cold. So I'm hiding away, away. Driving away, away. Passing old friends I won't know at all. Won't know at all. It doesn't hurt when I bleed. But my memories they eat me. I've seen it all before. Bring it on cause I'm no victim. Dying away, away.