We all see ghosts Upon these empty roads The violet glow in the dark On air their toes Floating above these stones The silent bloom in the yard No words, no force Smoke in front of stores Violent hope in the park Our whole lives we've been completely offbeat All dreams will die in this goddamn town So you say You got it wrong way around And you Only your bones will follow you Rest will stay on Pinewood Parkways Few weeks ago Was it around your home They found something in the backwoods And power lines Can't hide the teenage spies The void when we hear someone shoot Our whole lives we've been completely offbeat All dreams will die in this goddamn town So you say You got it wrong way around And you Only your bones will follow you Rest will stay on Pinewood Parkways