
The midnight moon is bleeding
'Round the edges of the sky
I'm staring at this bottle
Wondering how the well ran dry
I see your shadow dancing
In the neon's flickering blue
Just another ghost of a life I used to through
Oh, I'm chasing down the ghosts of the Lone Star night
Running from the dark but I can't find the light
It's a nostalgic fever, a melancholic soul
Trying to find the pieces of a heart I couldn't hold
My old man's record spinning
Scratching out the years
A symphony of memories
And a bucket full of tears
The road ahead is dusty
And the road behind is gone
I'm a stranger to the sunset
And a prisoner of the dawn
Sometimes the rain feels like it's falling just for me
To wash away the man that I used to be
Yeah, the memory remains
Even when the fire dies