Ghost Hotel

Ghost Hotel
Written by Karen Morand May 2019 NAC Ottawa

Down here in this grand ol’ ghost hotel
I’m a guest and a ghost as well
Searching for my name on these hallowed halls - do I belong?

I’ve been hanging out in this sad graveyard
Forgot how to breathe when life got hard
Digging for them bones, them bones, them bones that rattle to life

Come on baby, baby, baby - take me by the hand
Daylight’s fading, fading, fading
Don’t stop ‘til we hit the Promised Land

I’ve been sleeping rough in in the broken down shack
I sold off my heart, now it won’t come back
You don’t know what you need, you don’t know what you want
Until it is gone, long gone

Come on baby, baby, baby - take me by the hand
Daylight’s fading, fading, fading
Don’t stop ‘til we hit the Promised Land
I’m haunted, I’m haunted through and through
I’m haunted, I’m haunted through and through
I’m haunted, I’m haunted through and through
I’m haunted, I’m haunted and I need you, I need you

Come on baby, baby, baby - take me by the hand
Daylight’s fading, fading, fading
Don’t stop ‘til we hit the Promised Land