Belle Meade - Henry Johnson

And I can almost feel it

But I can only reach so far

I’m screaming but no one can hear me, I’m already gone

Well, I wish that were enough

And in this place we’re far from where we started on

It hurts to recognize the cost of where we’ve gone

My hands and feet are bound, and my fingers going numb, now

I can’t see the path that I’m walking on

I took a look around, I saw a firestorm

The night we met I saw you with another one, now

As we tiptoed down the path to the road

Another one walked in your footsteps, exposed

I never told you, no, I kept this one close

And you never knew you were embracing a ghost

That night was full of fear, and it had taken hold

I looked you in your eyes, afraid that mine were cold

I told you that I loved you, God, you didn’t know, now

That we were dead to rights, we were so far from home

I saw the scars I left, they had begun to show

The mask I wore was sliding, sliding off the bone, now

As we tiptoed down the path to the road

Another one walked in your footsteps, exposed

I never told you, no, I kept this one close

And you never knew you were embracing…

As we tiptoed down the path to the road

Your colors washed out, broken heart, broken bones

I should’ve told you, but I kept this one close

So you never knew you were embracing a ghost