The Slow Crack

Steve Kilbey The Slow Crack Album

7.Like A Ghost

At the place pagal i'm sitting in a chair
Waiting for some service, taking in the air
My life spins past
As i'm thinking of you
The waitress comes up i look her in the face
Say 'bring me something fit for the human race'
She doesn't hear a word
She looks right through

Like a ghost (take a look before i melt away)
Like a ghost (take a look before i melt away)

Twelve o'clock when the wine runs out
Go out on the balcony, hear someone shout
I look below
Is that my body on the street
Check the mirror, nobody home
I can't find a razor, can't find a comb
We've got to have a talk
'cause you're dressed in a sheet

Well i really start to worry when i stand in the queue
It's starting to pour and i don't know what to do
Funny thing is
That i don't get wet
I hail a cab but he sails out of sight
What's my name, what's my age, what am i doing in this night
These questions and answers
I try but i forget