Jukebox The Ghost Miss Templeton’s 7000th Dream

She recognizes the voice on the phone

But she can’t recall his face

She hears knocking on her door at night

But he never leaves a trace

She’s had seven thousand nights with the very same scene

Repeated again and again in her dreams:

A muffled scream, and a broken fall

As the moonlight creeps in from down the end of the hall

It’s just the stars stooping down

To sing their goodbyes while a man with a briefcase

And hollowed out eyes speaks

Over and over again

Over and over again

Stranger things have happened in my time

Stranger things have happened in my time

Jukebox The Ghost Everybody Knows

You were never a soldier

You were never a prize

You were never a song in my eyes

Yeah, you were childhood

Twisted and disguised

Oh, I am drowning

In a world that’s always been dry

You’re the sun I never see rise

Yeah, it is midnight but my day

Only just arrived

I never breathe the air without you

Somehow entering my mind

I only breathe the air to keep you inside

So you would always be mine

Should have never let you go

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Should have never let you go

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Three years and, baby, don’t you know

It’s time to let it go

Three years and, baby, don’t you know

It’s time to let it go

You were never a stranger

You were never unkind

But I had fiction on my side

Yeah, I had fiction

Strongly on my side

I never kept you like a secret

I never tried to make you hide

I only ever meant to keep you inside

So you would always be mine

Should have never let you go

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Should have never let you go

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Three years and, baby, don’t you know

It’s time to let it go

Three years and, baby, don’t you know

It’s time to let it go

Should have never let you go

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Should have never let you go

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Three years and, baby, don’t you know

It’s time to let it go

Three years and, baby, don’t you know

It’s time to let go

Should have never let you go

Everybody knows, everybody knows

Three years and, baby, don’t you know

It’s time to let go

Jukebox The Ghost Victoria

Victoria approached me with a fire in her eyes

And I swear and I swear I was burning alive

And now you’re crying wolf out to the moon

Yeah, is anybody there

Or am I just as scared as you?

And now you’ve given me a mission to do

I’ve got to rearrange the stars so that they’re not as far from you

You are certainly my poison of choice

And I know you’ve had your fair share of boys

But you are certainly my poison of choice

And I when I drink you down

My heart makes a sound like this

Victoria approached me with a fire in her eyes

And I swear and I swear, I was burning alive

You are causing me physical pain

It’s like you’re handing me a knife and from my insides

And without any shame

You are certainly my poison of choice

And I know you’ve had your fair share of boys

But you are certainly my poison of choice

And when I drink you down

My heart makes a sound like this

I came down without any sense of conviction, yeah

I couldn’t tell if you were a bitch or totally bitchin’

Victoria has been crying, I can see it in her eyes

And a part of me is sad, but a part of me is having such a good time

I know that likely I am at fault

Oh but what the hell, I can’t even tell if she’s putting me on

You are certainly my poison of choice

And I know you’ve had your fair share of boys

But you are certainly my poison of choice

And when I drink you down

My heart makes a sound like this

Jukebox The Ghost Under My Skin

How much can you fit under your skin?

How much can you fit under your skin?

I wish you were dead babe, I wish you were dead,

I can fit too, I can fit two

I can fit two people under my skin

I can fit two people under my skin

And I will prove it if you will listen

You crawled up in there you joined me within

I can feel your heart beating under my skin

And the beating of your heart is making me bleed from within

And if we cut open your heart, poured it in a cup

Do you think it’d be enough, do you think it’d be enough

To fill my heart with music?

Oh no, not a chance in hell

Yeah, I’ve heard you sing but it ain’t too well

Heartfelt, yeah you meant so well

But your song’s no good ’round here

I can feel you breathing under my skin

Yeah I can feel you breathing under my skin

And each breath you take is a brand new begin

Each breath your take, brand new beginning

England has a way of getting under my skin,

And my family has a way of getting under my skin,

And my family had a castle way back when

I would have lived there if they had more male children

To fill my heart with music

Oh no, not a chance in hell

Yeah, I’ve heard you sing but it ain’t too well

Heartfelt, yeah you meant so well,

But your song’s no good ’round here

Oh no, not a chance in hell

Yeah, I’ve heard you sing but it ain’t too well

Heartfelt, yeah you meant so well

But your song’s no good ’round here

No, no, no, no

I don’t think there is anyone under your skin

Like a Cheshire cat I think you’re just a grin

And I can feel you laughing under my skin

And the happy palpitations are making me grin

You know it fills my heart with music

Oh no, not a chance in hell

Yeah, I’ve heard you sing but it ain’t too well

Heartfelt, yeah you meant so well

But your song’s no good ’round here

Oh no, not a chance in hell

Yeah I’ve heard you sing but it ain’t too well

Heartfelt, yeah you meant so well

But your song’s no good ’round here

No, no, no, no

Jukebox The Ghost Show Me Where It Hurts

Her turn signal blinked to the east

Towards the long wooden pier

that hangs over the beach

She took off her dress

and she walked towards the sea

And thought, maybe it could sweep away me

His engine turned off with the keys

As he ran towards her

He fell to his knees

He said, what have I done wrong?

He said, what did I forget?

She looked away and she wept

He said, why don’t you show me where it hurts,

why don’t you show me where it hurts,

he said why don’t you show me where it hurts,

where it hurts

the most

She said, it follows me wherever I go

I wake up each morning

And the darkness unfolds

Yeah I just can’t fake it

everything’s like a chore

I can’t live like this anymore

He said, why don’t you show me where it hurts,

why don’t you show me where it hurts,

he said, why don’t you show me where it hurts,

where it hurts

the most

I guess it’d be easier

Just to keep it all buried beneath

He said, why don’t you show me where it hurts,

why don’t you show me where it hurts,

he said, why don’t you show me where it hurts,

where it hurts

the most

Jukebox The Ghost Summer Sun

My heart has been my teacher and I’ve learned quite a lot

Listened while I could and tried not to get caught

In the boom badum, badum, badum, badum

My heart is bound in the leather like the book you sent

I filled it with words and I’ll pen them again

Drip, by drip, by drip, by drip, by drip

Do yourself a favor, find a way to get away

Hit me with your car, hit me with your best shot

I’ll be standing there on the sidewalk waiting to see

What it is that you got

Do yourself a favor, find a way to get away

And when the summer sun comes you might shape up

Go back to being yourself and to the ones you love

And when the summer sun comes you might just say

“I gotta find a way to get away”

And when the summer sun comes you might shape up

Go back to being yourself and to the ones you love

And when the summer sun comes you might just say

“I gotta find a way to get away”

My heart has been my teacher and I’ve learned quite a lot

Listened while I could and tried not to get caught

In the boom badum, badum, badum, badum

Jukebox The Ghost Schizophrenia

Yes I can, no I can’t

Yes I can, no I can’t

Yes I can, no I can’t

Yes I can, I swear to it

That’s just how my brain works

Yes it is, no it isn’t

Yes it is, no it isn’t

Yes it is, no it isn’t

Yes it is, I know that

I know it sounds absurd but

We first met in the summer

Of my twenty-second year

I got scared and they appeared

Out of thin air

Here they come, here they come

Here they come, here they come

Here they come, here they come

They’re after me, I don’t know anything

They got guns, they got knives

They got guns, they got knives

They got guns, they got knives and-and-and-and-and-and spies

I am no informant

We first met in the summer

Of my twenty-second year

I got scared and they appeared

Out of thin air

They knew my name

They screamed and screamed

They knew everything

Well, you could say that I’m well liked

But I’ll never be friendless, oh

Oh, you could say that I’m alright

Or you could say schizophrenic, but oh

Jukebox The Ghost Adulthood

I go outside

Ask the air if it would like to hide

Take a deep breath

Walk inside my prize

In my lungs I still feel young

But my body won’t play along

I’m thinking this must not be where we belong

And the world

Split in two from the throng

Of every living soul

Screaming at the top of their lungs

Singing this is my word

But somehow we never get heard

It’s just an echo

From a lost and lonely world

And I dare you to survive

Being grown for the rest of your life

From adulthood no one survives

Ten billion feet

Pounding at the ground each week

Every secret, every burden they keep

Each one’s waiting on the chance

To be lifted off the ground but then

To discover that we’ll all be dust again

And I dare you to survive

Being grown for the rest of your life

From adulthood no one survives

And I dare you to survive

Being grown for the rest of your life

From adulthood no one survives

From adulthood no one survives

Jukebox The Ghost Fire In The Sky

Launching themselves into space

They gazed at the wrinkles on God’s face

And He followed them down

He was surprised by what he found

Lights and towers that touched the sky

Submarines and machines that attempted to fly

He said, “You all look the same from far away

And I really hate to be this way

But I stick to what I say

And something’s gonna have to change

Today is judgement day”

Jukebox The Ghost So Let Us Create

Isn’t every day exactly what we make?

Mistakes, mistakes

And often are the same thing

We’ll make the same mistakes

Let’s get to know them then

Let’s get to know them then

So let us create

What we need each other to be

And I’ll be what you need

For me to be

If your dreams are far too real

Let me in them then

Let me in them then

With your dreams I’ll make a new

I’ll slowly change the view

I will soften them then

I will soften them then

So let us create

What we need each other to be

And I’ll be what you need

For me to be

And I will grab hold

Of this small little girl

I will warm with them

I will warm with them

And I know I am known

And say something that I know

Could be the end then

Could be the end then