Ghosts We Don't Name (wersja 2)

Verse

I found a photograph of you in my pocket this morning

Four years gone but your face still holds the same warning

The kind that says you're trouble and I'll probably regret it

But something about your smile is different, not yet regretful

There's a story behind every scar on your cheek

One for every time you let go of what someone else could speak

You used to call me from the back of some abandoned truck

Saying you'd come back but I never heard you talk like that twice

Pre-Chorus

Can we keep this between us, something real and not a myth?

I don't want it fading before I get a chance to hold it in my fist

We used to make promises on the edge of town

Chorus

I've been thinking 'bout ghosts that we don't name

The ones we run from instead of chasing through the flames

You said you'd come back but I never heard your voice again

Is this a promise you made in vain or something real, something true?

Ghosts that we don't name are the hardest to outrun

Every road we take is leading us right back home

I've been carrying your picture for so long now

Hoping it's a map instead of just a memory somehow

Verse

Now you're standing here in the kitchen, opening up my fridge

Laughing at how many jars of jam I still keep inside like a kid

You said you were lost but now you look found

The kind that makes me think maybe I'm not out looking yet

We used to make plans on napkins stained with whiskey and ink

Saying we'd chase the sun until it ran out of room to think

But life kept moving and I never saw your face again

Until this moment when it's like no time at all has passed between us now

Pre-Chorus

Can we keep this between us, something real and not a myth?

I don't want it fading before I get a chance to hold it in my fist

We used to make promises on the edge of town

Chorus

I've been thinking 'bout ghosts that we don't name

The ones we run from instead of chasing through the flames

You said you'd come back but I never heard your voice again

Is this a promise you made in vain or something real, something true?

Ghosts that we don't name are the hardest to outrun

Every road we take is leading us right back home

I've been carrying your picture for so long now

Hoping it's a map instead of just a memory somehow

Bridge

Maybe this isn't about the ghosts at all

Maybe it's about the space where they used to dwell

I don't need to know what happened after that night

If right here with me is enough to make everything alright

Chorus

I've been thinking 'bout ghosts that we don't name

The ones we run from instead of chasing through the flames

You said you'd come back but I never heard your voice again

Is this a promise you made in vain or something real, something true?

Ghosts that we don't name are the hardest to outrun

Every road we take is leading us right back home

I've been carrying your picture for so long now

Hoping it's a map instead of just a memory somehow