Your Ghost

Your Ghost – Kristin Hersh

If I walk down this hallway 

Tonight it's too quiet 

So I pad through the dark 

And call you on the phone 

Push your old numbers 

And let your house ring 

'Till I wake your ghost 

Let him walk down your hallway 

It's not this quiet 

Slide down your receiver 

Sprint across the wire 

Follow my number 

Slide into my hand 

It's the blaze across my nightgown 

It's the phone's ring 

I think last night 

you were driving circles around me 

I can't drink this coffee 

Till I put you in my closet 

Let him shoot me down 

Let him call me off 

I take it from his whisper

You're not that tough 

It's the blaze across my nightgown 

It's the phone's ring 

You were in my dream (I think last night) 

You were driving circles around me

Hand in my pocket - Alanis Morissette

I’m broke but I’m happy

I’m poor but I’m kind

I’m short but I’m healthy, yeah

I’m high but grounded

I’m sane but I’m overwhelmed

I’m lost but I’m hopeful, baby

And what it all comes down to

Is that everything’s gonna be fine, fine, fine

Coz I’ve got one hand in my pocket

And the other one’s giving a high five

I feel drunk but I’m sober

I’m young and I’m underpaid

I’m tired but I’m working, yeah

I care but I’m restless

I’m here but I’m really gone

I’m wrong and I’m sorry, baby

And what it all comes down to

Is that everything’s gonna be quite all right

Coz I’ve got one hand in my pocket

And the other one’s flicking a cigarette

And what it all comes down to

Is that I haven’t gotten it all figured out just yet

Coz I’ve got one hand in my pocket

And the other one’s giving a peace sign

I’m free but I’m focused

I’m green but I’m wise

I’m hard but I’m friendly, baby

I’m sad but I’m laughing

I’m brave but I’m chicken shit

I’m sick but I’m pretty, baby

And what it all boils down to

Is that no one’s gonna figure it out just yet

Coz I’ve got one hand in my pocket

And the other one’s playing a piano

And what it all comes down to

Is that everything’s gonna be fine, fine, fine

Coz I’ve got one hand in my pocket

And the other one’s hailing a taxi cab