He don't get out much
These days
But I wouldn't call him
Lazy

He sees the dawn sneak
Into the room
And knows the dogs will
Be up soon

And we thought that he was doing alright
As the sun chased down another night

And days careen
Like the waters
Of a [bad word] 
To the sea

Here [bad word] again
Down the staircase
She never passes without
Saying hello

And we thought that he was doing alright
And she says hello

I can't forget the ghost
I can't forget the ghost
I can't forget the ghost
Of his smile

Dogs will wag their tails
And birds will sing
 [bad word] it's hard world
For little things

And we thought that he was doing alright

I can't forget the ghost
I can't forget the ghost
I can't forget the ghost
Of his smile