Too Many Ghosts

Too many ghosts
are coming back to haunt me
one of them is you
and your hardened sobriety

another is your best friend
you cut in clear-eyed glee
one more is your bitter ex
who has it in for me

C: I had to do
What I had to do
The devil take my conscience
and burn it all with you

Too many ghosts
are flying about this room
One of them keeps promising
she'll see my spirit soon

Another wishes me well
raising a pic on high
Another casts the evil look
she'd give on the sly

C

I cleaned up my life
tucked my skeletons away
Never really knowing
they'd lie in wait one day

Vindictive in their vigils
they'd wait a summer spell
to avenge my need to set things right
And chase me down to hell

Too many ghosts
Are crying out to me
to pull the knives out of their backs
And put forth transparency

But my side needs protection
My pride is in the clear
You're all dead and out of the way
And I have nothing to fear

C