This ghost knows my name
And he whispers it in my hallways
The pictures coming off the wall
I’m sliding sideways
Faces on the hospital ceiling
Spinning round and round
I count the rings around my wrists
I count the days, I can’t be found
My eyes are ablaze, does he see?
The endless circles in my mind
Maybe I’m the ghost inside my halls
Maybe I’m lost, not so easy to find