Will you hide out in my club house with me and ill chase you down memory lane. Suffocate the fears and fires. Peaking out behind the trees until you can find me in the shade I’ll kick through all your leaves that you left out in the garden. I’ll be the rabble master flinging chalk Back at the board until i get the math problems all solved. Everyones scared of the strays and instead i take them home stick them in my bed will you be my second hand Spector of the mark. I want to take you out of the park back down the corner where we are hidden in. Let you make the memory I’m singing in. What’s the disaster at the end of the stop? I dream of my last one cigarettes and my first drink of the last drop. Give me the smooth stuff to help me stay away from sober. Could you be one of the lucky 3? I’m just a genie that has given one to many wishes. So don’t try to save me I’m already sunk. But my buried treasure is true. Hide your head in my chest to help me see you even closer. Am i the person you think you see? Turn off the flash light Leave the streets lights flashing hug me more as we crash into the couch. My ships not adrift it’s barely afloat but i breath even when I’m under water. Let me kiss your should be behind you on the ride to memory lane. Be my hypnotic Spector the ghost that takes one at random when it roams. Let me say my lines to you as you sleep and watch the smile rise with the sunshine.