(Verse One - Matre) ::
Paint my protrait; take my picture
My body simply passing through, a vehicle for scripture
My bones are billboards where God writes graffiti
So I gotta make a damn deep cut for ya'll to read me
And, do excuse me if by the end of this cut, I'm bleeding
These beats are like a leech for speech and they're always feeding
And pleading for reading more than bread alone and air for breathing
Sustenance for muscles that can bear the weight of human grieving
We came for leaving, so the heart break exceeding
Search existence like a dictionary, fiending for meaning
And I am the word the world's reading, following as I pass
A fraction of infinity, I'm ghost, that's the real math

(Hook - Marjorie Jean & Laurel Meade) ::
I'm Ghost, that much is known
Coming and going, but don't wanna go alone
I'm Ghost, the wind's my home
Got my flight reservations
Destination Unknown
Come on, Come on

(Verse Two - Aquatic Medicine) ::
Let's step up out that shell, outta that cell
Raise yaself up out that hell
Be a survivor with a true story to tell
As Destiny unveils, we're faced with so many choices
Life or death, health or poison
Spoken and echoed in so many voices
I'm anointed, and Heaven's gates is where I'm pointed
I put down the joint and pick up the casket of my friend
We may shed tears perro, but at least your sadness ends
I've never been sane,
Until I learned to embrace the pain and seek the change
And like the past, I face the future of today I made
And I won't sit and await the shooter to bring me my fate
I keep my faith, and live my life
Man, sometimes what I do ain't right
But yesterday becomes Ghost tomorrow night

(Hook, Marjorie Jean & Laurel Meade) ::
I'm Ghost, that much is known
Coming and going, but don't wanna go alone
I'm Ghost, the wind's my home
Got my flight reservations
Destination Unknown
Come on, Come on

(Verse Three - RHiPS) ::
You can't see me; my formless body
Travels the spine of time on a ride through infinity
Passive aggressive passenger
On the long highway of Life and Death; Love each Breath
A ritual for the perpetual presence
And protection from the spiritual elements evoked
I am the poems etched on wings
Of flocks of birds that land on project blocks
Slanging hope to those who's wings broke
I hear the words of your heartbeat speak
As we meet in the world of sleep
In your dreams I greet and invite you in
To the world where it all begins
Home to the Ghosts that roam the globe
Waiting for a pair of bones to call my own
So my life force can take form

(Hook - Marjorie Jean & Laurel Meade) ::
I'm Ghost, that much is known (I don't wanna go alone)
Coming and going, but don't wanna go alone
I'm Ghost, the wind's my home
Got my flight reservations
Destination Unknown
Come on, Come on

I'm Ghost
I don't wanna go alone.