I am going away for a while, but I’ll be back don’t try & follow me ‘cause I’ll return as soon as possible, see I’m trying to find my place & it might not be here where I feel safe, we all learn to make mistakes & run from them with no direction, we’ll run from them with no conviction ‘cause I’m just one of those ghosts traveling endlessly, don’t need no roads in fact they follow me & we just go in circles. Now I’m told that this is life & pain is just a simple compromise, so we can get what we want out of it, would someone care to classify our broken hearts & twisted minds so I can find someone to rely on & run to them full speed ahead, oh you are not usless, we are just misguided ghosts traveling endlessly, the ones we trusted the most pushed us far away & there’s no one road we should not be the same but I’m just a ghosts & still they echo me, they echo me in circles.