Could I please have a minute to catch my breath?
Everyone that I loved has been left behind
Not the kind who would tend
to believe in ghosts but I see them every night

Had a dream that I was just a boy again
and my father was young and still full of time
Now my grandmother's body
is in the earth but I see her every night

I will love you till the ghosts of these
Penn Hills will bring me where you are
I was woke by the baby at 5 am
Found out later that's when you left

And I hope that it's true that we will meet again
And I'll tell my girls your name
But I'll miss you all the same