A Faint Goodbye

I never thought I'd see myself
On the opposite end of this rope
The only thing keeping my feet off the ground
Is the chair that I stand on

My past is my future
My past is my future
Locked doors, averted glances, silence
Too scared to kick the chair
Gravity, do your worst

My past is my future
My past is my future
Locked doors, averted glances, silence
Too scared to kick the chair
Show me

Show me how to become a ghost