Ghostchaser - Western Star

I flew back to the Golden Age with the ghost of Socrates

I could see him quite clearly

The voices of the Pythagoreans

In a cloud of light and a flash of smoke

I could tell it was no joke

They were talking to me

About time and freedom and outer space

And the coming centuries

Now I’m fading into the mirror

Shifting to someone I’m not but who I want to be

I’m still burning after you

Though you’re long gone

Faded away, somewhere I’ll never see

I guess I’m just a ghostchaser

Oh yeah

Just a ghostchaser

Oh yeah

I know you don’t believe in other dimensions

Parallel worlds and shit like that

But you better wise up baby

Cause that is where I am at

I’m channeling my wanderlust

To teach me the secrets of a road once walked

By a man who learned to spit fire when he talks

Now I’m fading into the mirror

Shifting to someone I’m not but who I want to be

I’m still burning after you

Though you’re long gone

Faded away, somewhere I’ll never see

I guess I’m just a ghostchaser

Oh yeah

Just a ghostchaser

Oh yeah