Rebel With The Ghost - Sons and Daughters

I can hear her late at night

Rattling along the corridor

Wearing my name around my neck

I’d long forgotten who I was

So I rebel with the ghost

Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading

Used to fall for it all

Now my weak insides are backed by gutless conversation

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na…

A spectre of your former self

No reflection in the mirror

When you least expect

Wearing my name around my neck

Apparently just self-possessed

So I rebel with the ghost

Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading

Holding on to the wall

Now my weak insides are backed by gutless conversation

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na…

I rebel with the ghost

Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading

Used to fall for it all

Now my weak insides are backed by gutless conversation

I rebel with the ghost

Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading

Holding on to the wall

Now my weak insides are backed by gutless conversation

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na…