From the Poisoned Well

I'm a ghostwriter

For an ocean in a shell

From the poison well

In a corridor

By a picture in a frame

Of a man with no name

Don't get backed into a corner

Talking to  yourself

Come on back to me

My bright tomorrow

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

Come on back to me

But don't make me sorry

I'm a ghostwriter

For an ocean in a shell

From the poison well

From the poison well