Schoolyard Ghosts

Tracey laughs at David's questions
As if she hasn't got a care.

The classroom clowns
Are getting bolder by the minute
You just wish that you weren't there.

The boy whose mother slipped and died
Who at the funeral never cried
While all the people all around
Made him feel more lost than found.

Jill is sitting by the window
The sunlight shifts across her hair.

While all the people all around
Find themselves and settle down
The schoolyard ghosts that haunt your dreams
Hold you back and make you feel unclean.

You and Jules down vodka shots
To hide the feelings that you've got
You love her eyes, you love her mouth
You love her put on Rock-chick pout.

With all the voices telling you
There's nothing good that you can do
The schoolyard ghosts that haunt your dreams
Hold you back and make you feel unclean.