The Ghosts of Peach Street
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Antebellum casualty at the end of a southern street,
Cartoons climbing though the walls and down around my feet,
Someone said this house is haunted by a woman,
Who couldn’t bear to live when sickness took her children?
But right now this house is haunted by the light outside the window,
Making shadows of our bodies as we smoke our cigaretts,
And Im sick from too much warm beer,
Trying to fix it with another,
Tomorrow ill be sinking in the river of regret.
You are drinking whiskey form the flask your father gave you,
And sometimes you don’t know if you can make another day,
The ghosts are looking up at me from underneath the floorboard,
And someone better talk to them before they go away.
Before they leave peach street,
And the pretty houses fall,
Before the sun goes down on peach street,
And the new world takes it all.
There is an old train station back behind the Walmart,
Use to be the only way in and out of town,
And I know the time moves forward now,
Nights are longer, days are shorter,
Days are shorter than they’ve ever been,
But still I miss the sound of trains.
*break*
As they leave peach street.
And the pretty houses fall,
And the skyline reaches peach street,
And the new world takes it all.
Carline is swinging on a porch across the street,
I can see the highway from here,
It’s the color of her hair,
And she doesn’t say a word to me,
Even when I play on her piano,
She’s looking past me,
To someone that use to be here.
When I look back your drinking whiskey from the flask your father gave you,
And I know you’re going to lie to me somewhere someday,
And ghosts are running fingers though your long black hair,
Well Caroline is swinging and the old piano is playing,
And the sound of trains is fading in the air,
There all gone from peach street.
And the pretty houses fall.
The ghosts are leaving peach street,
And the new world takes them all.
And the New world takes it all.
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