Tie Me to the Tracks

Now all the ghosts are drinking

At the party in my head

You are a 45 rpm rainy day

The only world is the place we fall

In the country of our bed

Sometimes the words to tell don’t exist to say

And your train is coming through

On the tracks that I’m tied to

Now there are haunted memories

Swirling through my mind

To be strong is to not be tough

There’s a treasure in your secret place

That no one will ever find

Sometimes nothing at all is more than enough

Rainbows have all the colors

I see the shining

I see them shining for you

Now the old thoughts they all creep up

In a very new disguise

The only prayer that I believe is in your kiss

Traps and tricks and tracks and trails

Through the cracks of compromise

Sometimes the things you never lose

Are the things you really miss