In the middle of a sentence
On a Friday afternoon
You disappear
Like a ghost in sunlight
Your outline starts to fade

In the middle of the desert
I saw the Queen Marie
Her chandeliers ablaze
Blazing as she sank into the sand
Blazing as she went down with all hands
You cling to what you know
Like a ghost in sunlight

It's fixin' to rain
A tornado's on the line
They tore up the tracks this morning
The tracks they laid the day that you were born
Look at them, they're gone

I said yeah
I'm loaded
Yeah
That's how I feel tonight
Like a ghost in sunlight

I said yeah
I said yeah
I said yeah
You cling to what you know
Like a ghost in sunlight