Ghost of a Chance - Shadow Gallery, Brendt Allman, Carl Cadden-James

Walking down some highway midnight North Dakota

Somewhere 'round late fall I knew that the time

Has come for me I’m willing a million stars above me

I tried to catch their fall I tried to catch their fall

Inside I felt so empty

A stranger to this world so lost

And as the winter draws I’m turning north

I’m leaving things behind I just don’t need

The only things in life of worth are free

To anyone’s who’s heard the call

And turned and walked away

I’ve traveled too long on my own

I’ve got a dream of home

Safe at last…

Where are all the answers

And visionary wisdom

From the stately and esteemed?

Just as I thought…

Disconsolate I ponder

The evil human nature

And what it really means

For the ones who paved the way

No bag of gold can save their souls

It’s like they never feared

But now their end is near

The flames start leaping

Baby don’t it drop you to your knees?

The only thing in life of worth is free

To anyone’s who’s heard the call

And turned and run away

Despite this nasty world I roam

Imagine going home

Ghost of a chance