20th Call of the Day Ethan Hawke

My whole life I was a ghost
My memory lost out in the lights
Speedin' someplace off the coast
Tears runnin' down my eyes

So fall into me if you must
But be forewarned
Look up, look up, look up to the sky
Past the freeway
Like I've got nothin' to say
Traffic is mumblin', the birds are still singing
Their twentieth call of the day
Their twentieth call of the day

Emptiness is an empty drawer
That used to smell just like your perfume
A stack of records lined up to play
But nothing plays
The stereo is just on

So fall into me if you must
But be forewarned
Look up, look up, look up to the sky
To the light
Through the trees where the shadows play
Traffic is mumblin', the church bells ring
Their twentieth call of the day
Their twentieth call of the day