How's it goin'Thanks for comin' to my dads birthday partyThis is a song my dad wrote, about 70 years agoIt's called, "The Ghost"I got my friend, Daniel Langlois to help me do itThe silence, is unusually loud, tonightThe strange sound, of nothing, fills my earsThen night rushes in like a crowd of nightsAnd the ghost, of our old love, appearsThis strange world, of darknessThat comes, with the nightGrows darker, when it walks my wayThen it laughs, while I listen, for the breakin' of dayAnd the ghost, of our old love, goes awayThis strange world, of darknessThat comes, with the nightGrows darker, when it walks my wayThen it laughs, while I listen, for the breakin' of dayAnd the ghost, of our old love, goes awayAnd the ghost, of our old love, goes awayAnd the ghost, of our old love, goes away
