THREE GHOSTS
Hey boy, where have you gone? Your mind has come undone. If you don't gather all the pieces of your head, and move along, well you might as well be dead. Eyes closed look out to sea. Three ghosts starring at me. If you don't get along, they said. Then somethings wrong, you've got demons in your head. If you don't change the song, right the wrongs you've set. Move along or you might as well be dead.