specter

[daveespionage]

When I get tired of chasing ghosts
I'll feel much better.
No longer looking the past square in the eye
And trying to ask it questions.

Interviewing a dead man is awesome
Because you can edit the tape to say
"I have no head"
Over and over in response to everything.

So when I get tired of chasing ghosts
I'll find myself with a different landscape
Something with more topiary trees
And less haunted hollow stoops.

We'll have tea parties in the present
Rather than pity parties about the past.
And the soul of man will relax and cry
With joy for at once the past is dead

And still alive.

So when I get tired of chasing ghosts
I'll see the specters for what they are:
My imagination of the people that once were
And are no more.

The dead don't have time to hunt you down
And neither do the living that you don't talk to
Anymore.

We're all too busy trying to outrun herds of
Buffalo traipsing across the plain
While we spin around with pointy sticks
Crying "hairy bastards quit your ploying."

So when I get tired of chasing ghosts
I'll see one. 
Punch it in the face.
And have a bruise on my own to match.

So when I get tired of chasing ghosts
I'll nap in the future and laugh at the present.

So when I get tired of chasing gh...
Ah, its time for bed. 
Time has come.
And gone.