Clem Snide
Some Ghost
After the rumble
We'll find a spot
To nurse our wounds
Please don't push so hard

Try not to mumble
Cause my ears are shot
And it's too dark
It's too dark for anybody here
But us, no choice but to trust

Some ghost trapped in our head
Some ghost trapped in our head

After we stumble
We'll find a part
Our story told
Please go and tell your own

Try not to tumble
The path is dark
And sometimes steep
Too steep for anybody here
But us with no choice
But to trust