Ghosts in the Whiskey Glass

Neon arms like a memory

I can't outgrow

Dust on the mirror

And the bottle's numb

I trace your name in the ring on the glass

Now the night keeps cold

Of the way we pass

We drink with the friendly ghosts

After midnight

Raise a crooked toast

In the barroom light

Old heartbreak rattles in the walls I know

And a sly guitar cries

Where the lost ones go

Your laughter lingers in the cigarette smoke

Every broken promise is a joke I choke

Your bright face walks slow through the bruised blue room

While a hundred little shadows bloom

We drink with the friendly ghosts after midnight

Raise a crooked toast in the barroom light

Whole heartbreak rattles in the walls I know

In the spite of dark cries

Where the lost ones go

If the dead can dance

Then let them spin

Let me pull these memories

Back again

I don't fear the dark

When it sings my name

It just sounds like you

In a different frame

We drink with a friendly ghost

After midnight

Laugh through the ache

Till the last trains light

Oh memories burn

But they don′t let go

So I keep one more

For the road I know