Ghost Is Dancing Dream Of A Failed Architect
We worked at a factory: september 1980
by the dock at night there's a bright green light
Now there's this job and it's the 1990's
No time to sleep, but still these dreams
Of how you leave; but not of how; you can't conceive
tomorrow comes and soon the year becomes
a start
Those posters on the walls they're dangerous
because I've seen so many friends of mine go
so photoless
and this restlessness takes a toll takes a toll on me
so please believe me
if you have to go then I can go, yeah, I can go
And now a film from the edge of his brain
You say that you want want to go
and have lost of all of the things that you know
and if you really need to know I can go I can go
