The Ghost of Johnny Ray
You like the way she holds her cigarette
Something flickers before your eyes
Suddenly you're all chemicals and skin
She spins the world, tomorrow dies
I'm not going to be your conscience anymore
I'll put the past away
I'm the ghost of Johnny Ray
Colour me gone
You imagine a first time
Cold sweat mirror moves
Black lies prickle on your skin
Your mouth is dry, your voice a bruise
I'm not going to be your conscience anymore
I'll put the past away
I'm the ghost of Johnny Ray
Colour me home
He steps back from the sea
Red light shadow long
And if you wait or if you hesitate
For just one heartbeat
It all goes wrong
You can colour me gone
I'm the ghost of Johnny Ray
Autor(es): Boo Hewerdine
