I'm a ghostwriter
For an ocean in a shell
From the poison well

In a corridor
By a picture in a frame
Of a man with no name

Don't get backed into a corner
Talking to yourself
Come on back to me
My bright tomorrow

If you feel hollow
Well, it's probably 'cause you are
Well at least so far

I think of you with hesitation
I think of you too hard
Come on back to me
But don't make me sorry

I'm a ghostwriter
For an ocean in a shell
From the poison well
From the poison well