Three Ghosts

Hey boy, where have you gone?
Your mind has come undone
If you don’t gather all the pieces of your head
And move along
Well you might as well be dead
Eyes closed look out to sea
Three ghosts staring at me
If you don’t get along, get along, they say
Then somethings wrong, you’ve got demons in your head
If you don’t change the song, right the wrongs you’ve set
Move along or you might as well be dead