Ghosts in the Graveyard
There’s another ghost out by the graveyard
There’s another ghost out by the graveyard
You can see it
If you look hard
Sitting on a cardboard calling card
There’s another ghost out by the graveyard
A rusty combine works the sandy field
A rusty combine works the sandy field
Its copper scars
Will not be healed
Until the deeper truth is revealed
A rusty combine works the sandy field
Bridge:
There’s smoke in the distance
From a fire that I can’t see
Looks like there’s trouble on the rise
And I can’t outrun it
No matter how hard I try
It burns my lungs and irritates my eyes
The duck man saw it from a mile away
The duck man saw it from a mile away
He knows first hand
The price you pay
When the need for love leads you astray
The duck man saw it from a mile away
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