Upstate Ghost
๐ต 605 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:51 duration
๐ ID: 9376401
๐ Lyrics
Keep your eye on the ball. Nice level swing.
Keep your feet on the ground, nevermind that sound and ignore that sting.
From here I will disappear. I won't fail.
To a man with only a hammer every problem looks like a nail.
This ghost town is nothing but hollow.
The callow are trained to carry and follow.
Bitter and fallow, empty if not shallow.
No such thing as tomorrow.
From here I will disappear. I won't fail.
To a man with only a hammer every problem looks like a nail.
From here my wearying ghost will be carried
and here the last traces of sunlight are buried.
Where is the sun? Where is everyone?
Keep your feet on the ground, nevermind that sound and ignore that sting.
From here I will disappear. I won't fail.
To a man with only a hammer every problem looks like a nail.
This ghost town is nothing but hollow.
The callow are trained to carry and follow.
Bitter and fallow, empty if not shallow.
No such thing as tomorrow.
From here I will disappear. I won't fail.
To a man with only a hammer every problem looks like a nail.
From here my wearying ghost will be carried
and here the last traces of sunlight are buried.
Where is the sun? Where is everyone?
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:13.08] Keep your eye on the ball. Nice level swing.
[00:27.60] Keep your feet on the ground, nevermind that sound and ignore that sting.
[00:41.55] From here I will disappear. I won't fail.
[00:53.75] To a man with only a hammer every problem looks like a nail.
[01:07.85] This ghost town is nothing but hollow.
[01:13.85] The callow are trained to carry and follow.
[01:20.78] Bitter and fallow, empty if not shallow.
[01:27.52] No such thing as tomorrow.
[01:34.42] From here I will disappear. I won't fail.
[01:47.63] To a man with only a hammer every problem looks like a nail.
[02:01.18] From here my wearying ghost will be carried
[02:04.23] And here the last traces of sunlight are buried.
[02:34.61] Where is the sun? Where is everyone?
[02:48.62]
[00:27.60] Keep your feet on the ground, nevermind that sound and ignore that sting.
[00:41.55] From here I will disappear. I won't fail.
[00:53.75] To a man with only a hammer every problem looks like a nail.
[01:07.85] This ghost town is nothing but hollow.
[01:13.85] The callow are trained to carry and follow.
[01:20.78] Bitter and fallow, empty if not shallow.
[01:27.52] No such thing as tomorrow.
[01:34.42] From here I will disappear. I won't fail.
[01:47.63] To a man with only a hammer every problem looks like a nail.
[02:01.18] From here my wearying ghost will be carried
[02:04.23] And here the last traces of sunlight are buried.
[02:34.61] Where is the sun? Where is everyone?
[02:48.62]