CARRIE CHERONMUSIC
Ghost Town

Lyrics Burt LaFontaine

There's a statue on guard in the garden I walk,
and the questions I'd ask if the statue could talk
are not about you.

There's an empty lawn for the songs I bring,
and the songs I could learn if the statue could sing
are a little bit sad, a little bit lonely, and totally true.

And there's a heavy hand on the wind that strums,
heavy heartbeats pound like drums.
It's a funny thing that a man becomes inside a ghost town.

At the edge of the park where the statues are high,
you can go up a ladder and see in the sky
that the year is getting old.

And the things that you said when we talked last time,
and the things that the statue could see if he'd climb
are a little bit dark, a little bit distant, and beautifully cold.

And I'm holding on to frozen rungs,
hold the air with burning lungs.
It's a funny thing that a man becomes inside a ghost town.

Heading home while the echoes run,
there's a silent statue making fun.
And it's a sorry thing that a man becomes inside a ghost town.


Music Carrie Cheron


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