[Intro] [steady fingerpicked guitar Low thumb-bass pulse] [Verse 1] Now you might think I'm kidding You might think I've lost my mind But I saw a ghost today Sitting by the old flight line This old man right where I was With his eyes fixed toward the sun Like he’d been here since the war days Waiting on someone [Chorus] Ghost by the old flight line Boots in the dust Hand on his hat Mouth moving soft like he’s talking To a crew that ain’t coming back Call it a trick of the light Call it a story I told too many times But I swear I saw him breathing By the old flight line [Verse 2] Wind kicked up the gravel I could almost hear a call sign Faded numbers on the hangar Old paint Old lives He turned his head right through me Like I was just thin air Raised two fingers to the runway Like he still saw them there [Chorus] Ghost by the old flight line Boots in the dust Hand on his hat Mouth moving soft like he’s talking To a crew that ain’t coming back Call it memory Call it mercy Call it a tired Aging mind But I swear I saw him waiting By the old flight line [Bridge] Maybe he promised he’d be here Till every name was called Maybe the sky took too much And he still talks to them all I didn’t dare walk closer Didn’t dare say his name Just stood there in the heat haze Feeling almost the same [Chorus] Ghost by the old flight line Boots in the dust Hand on his hat Mouth moving soft like he’s talking To a crew that ain’t coming back Call it a trick of the light Call it a story I carry in my spine But I swear I saw him shining By the old flight line
