Ghosts in the middle of the night are walking Ghosts in the middle of the night are talking, to me Sharing their daydreams about life Right now How come they always disappear? Ghosts in the middle of the night are cooking Ghosts in the middle of the night are Laughing at me With their tattoos and blue scars and big skies now So how come they always disappear? Ghosts in the middle of the night are crawling Ghosts in the middle of the night are Feeling like they should All run around and try to find a better time A piece of mind That's why they always That's why they always, re-appear Guess they found another way Guess they were not afraid Guess they found another way And they were not afraid