The ghost sits on the steps – spins circles at the door I laugh and touch my hair, I look at the floor Two steps back in time – and then I replay what you have said Does this mean what I think – have you said this before? This innuendo This is a chemical rush – from somewhere deep I laugh and touch my hair, spin circles – I don't sleep Two more steps and then I see you look at me With guardian eyes locked in – dabbling in chemistry. This innuendo ... shades of ‘Afterglow' And you know what I mean – it's time for me to go I think I think I know that music gilds the air I think it's worth the pain – walk thru the mirror there And two steps off a cliff – I float on the open tune I keep asking only if I'll ever find you here This innuendo ... quiet tremolo And you know what I mean – it's time for me to go This easy resonance undoes the light of day – Can't look you in the eye – so I write the night away Take the lines two by two – I put the charter down It's so hard so close to you – but I keep coming anyway I keep answering anyway – I keep keeping steady time I keep keeping up with it – I walk past the firing signs I cover up the smell of you with smoke and darker air I pen it in guardian blue and I keep walking this fine line – A metaphor – a hazy afternoon It's dancing at my door – this reckless, open tune I call it weight and light – the shadow and the dream Hang on the open string – and I'll be falling soon. This innuendo ... this smoke and mirrors show And you know what I mean – it's time for me to go I gotta let you go Let me go.