John Grant - Pale Green Ghosts

Back then I often found myself
Driving on the road at night
And the radio was
broadcasting the ocean
Warm late spring wind
whips through my hair
I am right here but
I wanna be there
And no one in this
world is gonna stop me
Pale green ghosts
at the end of May
Soldiers of this black highway
Helping me to know my place
Pale green ghosts
must take great care
Release themselves into the air
Reminding me that
I must be aware
At 25 and 36 to Boulder
I was getting warm
But now I'm getting colder
And I stomp my feet
demanding like a child
I hope you get everything
you wanted boy
I hope you conquer the world
and turn it into your toy
But don't come crying when
you're forced to learn the truth
Pale green ghosts
at the end of May
Soldiers of this black highway
Helping me to know my place
Pale green ghosts
must take great care
Release themselves into the air
Reminding me that
I must be aware
Pale green ghosts
at the end of May
Soldiers of this black highway
Helping me to know my place
Pale green ghosts
must take great care
Release themselves into the air
Reminding me that
I must be aware