I'm writing these words down
On little paper napkins
Scattered on the floor of this dirty hotel room
Hallways and runways
And luggage tags and fast food
Choking on the scent of musk and old perfume
I'm just a ghost on days like these
A silent drifter no one sees
Collecting memories but they're all a hazy dream
Lay down my head and go to sleep
I'm fighting with jet lag
It's got its lifeless hooks in me
Swimming through this fog for thirteen hours on a plane
Tossing and turning
In this tiny little tin can
Hearing the incessant hum it drives me insane
I'm just a ghost on days like these
A silent drifter no one sees
Collecting memories but they're all a hazy dream
Lay down my head and go to sleep
I'm tired and numb now
I can't feel anything at all
I carry this baggage
A ball and chain that weighs me down
I'm just a ghost on days like these
A silent drifter no one sees
Collecting memories but they're all a hazy dream
Lay down my head and go to sleep
Lay down my head and go to sleep
Lay down my head and go to sleep