The Ghosts of Tomorrow

Here we are

Gathered here

Dressed in our finest drinking whiskey and beer

Gathered to pay tribute

To the Ghosts of a Tomorrow

That never comes

Hey bartender

Put that bottle down

My head's already spinning way too fast around

But I'll make one final toast

To the Ghosts of a Tomorrow

That never comes

May you all be healthy

May you all be strong

May you always find yourself where you belong

May your adventures take you there

When the troubles come may you be spared

Now I never watch the time

But time is watching me

I've had enough of running from my memories If I stay here I'll be one

Of the Ghosts of a Tomorrow

That never comes