Stop Sign

Wake in the morning
Stop sign on my chest
Days refusing to give up
The ghouls we found
Singing the same old songs
Along lines of red dust
Tiptoes bare the weight
Of what we refused to know
Wake in the morning
Stop sign on my chest
Days refusing to give up
The ghouls we found
So I sing them to sleep
Along lines of red dust
Burying them up to fingers
As my tiptoes tickle me
Till the next light presentation
Wake in the morning
Stop sign on my chest
Welded in to make me
Remember the old songs