Paint

There where the paint had come off

That's where I stopped

I looked at the flecks there

Then brushed them off

Thought hope to your host

That was the most, the best you'll find

I'm tryin' not to disappear into the shadows

Into a tunnel that doesn't end, doesn't know where to go

So where is that ghost that was the most, the best you'll find?

There's a real problem here, I know

I'm almost young this year now that I'm older

I don't wanna be a cynic

It's much too soon for that

Still it feels like somethin's missin'

And that's a real drawback

So where is that host that was the most, the best I'll find?

There's a real problem here, I know

I'm almost young this year now that I'm older

There's a real problem here, I know

I'm almost young this year now that I'm older