Ghost Man

Help the broken and sing for the deaf

Leap over canyons

Hill countries make room for the rest

What makes a man?

A gun or his word?

Whats makes a prophet?

Is it fame or a cure?

What makes a coward?

Is it his mouth or his feer?

What makes my head race?

What do I need?

I've been all of these thngs

I've seen how it works

I've lost my dear patience;I'll just make it work

What makes me who I see today?

A ghost man still haunts me

 

I guess he can stay

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