Ghosts in the Rearview

(Verse 1) The fuel needle’s droppin’, the moon is bleedin’ low. White lines are hypnotic, in a steady rhythmic flow. I left a burning bridge back in a town I can’t retell. Drivin’ on this highway, halfway ‘tween here and hell. (Pre-Chorus) They say objects in the mirror... Are closer than they appear. (Chorus) I can burn the rubber, I can burn the gas. But I can never burn down my own past. Every sin I ever did, every lie I hold as true. They are just Ghosts in the Rearview. Yeah, starin' back at me... Ghosts in the Rearview. (Verse 2) Is that a siren wailin', or just the wind in the trees? My hands are shakin' steady, brings a sinner to his knees. I see a face in the reflection, of a man I used to be. But his eyes are cold and hollow, and he’s judging me. (Bridge) Don’t look back, son. Keep your eyes on the black. There ain't no U-turn, there ain't no way back. The shadows are stretchin’, tryin’ to hitch a ride. There ain't no room for Jesus... here inside. (Chorus) I can burn the rubber, I can burn the gas. But I can never burn down my own past. Every sin I ever did, every lie I hold as true. They are just Ghosts in the Rearview. (Outro) (Guitar playing slows down, almost stopping) (Spoken, whispered): They are gaining on me. (Final discordant pluck on the string. Silence.)