Chasing Ghosts from Labyrinth by Jeff and Maya Bohnhoff

Across a concrete sea, this crumbling domain.
A declining empire, exposing networks of steel veins.
Just keep moving, moving, no connection to this place.
So many empty words, more angry ghosts to chase.

We’re chasing ghosts.
Old ghosts.
Chasing ghosts.
Persistent memory

It’s just ghosts.
Old ghosts.
We dream in black and white
But wake to shades of gray.

I’ve built so many barriers to hide my wounded heart.
Tune out the noise and words that just keep us apart.
What difference does this all make, if everything’s a game?
Reclaim the road in from of me, try to learn its name.

We’re chasing ghosts.
Old ghosts.
Chasing ghosts.
Trapped in memory

It’s just ghosts.
Old ghosts.
We dream in black and white
But wake to shades of gray.

I take a step, move forward,
Step into new light.
Though my old ghosts haunt me.
I turn away from night.

• Rock
• acoustic
• electric
• parody
• San Jose