Jimmy Stafford

Lyrics

Good Night, Ghosts

Time being wasted
With the sun upon your face
Such a lovely dream
Remembering a moment and a place
Memories will let you down
But dreams, no they don’t care
All your fears and all your sorrows
Come to find you there
Standing in a parking lot
Waiting for your childhood friends
To make you laugh again

Good night, ghosts
It’s time to get some rest
I’ll meet you on the pier tomorrow
Wear your Sunday best
I hope the birds will sing for you
When you need it most
Good night, ghosts
Good night, ghosts

Lines without a face
You can almost hear them laughing
Standing by the sea
Look a little closer
See the brushstrokes painted
Oh so carefully Good night, ghosts
It’s time to get some rest
I’ll meet you on the pier tomorrow
Wear your Sunday best
I hope the birds will sing for you
When you need it most
Good night, ghosts

On a train to nowhere
All your childhood friends will be there
Waiting for you at the station
Was there ever any doubt
Any doubt at all

Good night, ghosts
It’s time to get some rest
I’ll meet you on the pier tomorrow
Wear your Sunday best
I hope the birds will sing for you
When you need it most
Good night, ghosts
Good night, ghosts
Heaven is a summer