Back then I often found myself 
Driving on the road at night, 
And the radio was broadcasting the ocean. 
Warm late Spring wind whips through my hair. 
I am right here, but I wanna be there, 
And no one in this world is gonna stop me. 

Pale green ghosts at the end of May-- 
Soldiers of this black highway-- 
Helping me to know my place. 
Pale green ghosts must take great care, 
Release themselves into the air-- 
Reminding me that I must be aware. 

At 25 and 36 to Boulder 
I was getting warm, but now I'm getting colder, 
And I stomp my feet--demanding like a child. 
I hope you get everything you wanted boy. 
I hope you conquer the world and turn it into your toy, 
But [bad word] crying when you're forced to learn the [bad word]  

Pale green ghosts at the end of May-- 
Soldiers of this black highway-- 
Helping me to know my place. 
Pale green ghosts must take great care, 
Release themselves into the air-- 
Reminding me that I must be aware. 

Pale green ghosts at the end of May-- 
Soldiers of this black highway-- 
Helping me to know my place. 
Pale green ghosts must take great care, 
Release themselves into the air-- 
Reminding me that I must be aware.