Ghost Stories

Two fat cats in the place you use to sleep Turn to tell a story, but i'm telling it to me What was once your lovely scent, is just whiskey and old smoke Memories fade with the daze, conversations held with ghosts I take a walk out to the the garden, still a place where nothing grows And I won't pretend that things will stay the same They'll never be again, they'll never be again So I won't pretend that things will stay the same They'll never be again, they'll never be again I walk these trash filled streets searching for a home (A broken heart won't lead me home) A place I thought I knew, but turns out i've been wrong After all this time I face this winter alone, and just go home And I won't pretend that things will stay the same They'll never be again, they'll never be again So I won't pretend that things will stay the same They'll never be again, they'll never be again I walk these trash filled streets searching for a home (A broken heart won't lead me home) A place I thought I knew, but turns out i've been wrong After all this time I face this winter alone, and just go home Life is short, pleasures few Hold the ship, downed the crew My oh my how very blue, how very blue The Sea is