I'm a ghostwriter for an ocean in a shell From the poison well In the corridor by a picture in a frame Of a man with no name Don't get back into a corner Talking to yourself Come on back to me, My bright tomorrow But if you feel hollow Well it's probably cause you are Well at least so far I think of you with hesitation I think of you too hard I'm a ghostwriter for an ocean in a shell From the poison well From the poison well