Songtext The ghost of sigmund freud The Uninvited

The ghost of sigmund freud

The ghost of Sigmund Freud is lying in my bed
And a hundred different movies are playing in my head
And each one's script is different from the things I did and said
And it changes the end of the story

So 15 turns 35 in the blink of a blackened eye
And every crisis that made me cry
Is either half-dead'or half-alive
Every tiny wrinkle on my face
Is a road map to another place
A battle scar, a fallen star
I guess I should be happy that I made it this far

But the ghost of Sigmund Freud is lying in my bed
And a hundred different movies are playing in my head
And each one's script is different from the things I did and said
And it changes the end of the story

So I didn't kiss you that one time
Would it have changed my life?
Would it have changed my mind'
Would my ship be on a different course?
Would I not have this job?
Would I not have my divorce?
So I didn't have the nerve to make a move on you
Does that even compare to the cancer scare in '92?
Or is it just another entry on a long list of regrets
And if I practice real hard, maybe I'll forgetà

The ghost of Sigmund Freud is lying in my bed
And a hundred different movies are playing in my head
And each one's script is different from the things I did and said
And it changes the end of the story

Time is a bitch
It's something I keep losing
I feel it's cold hand coming from behind
Pulled through the years
As moments turn to memories
And all the tears that filled up tissues
Are blown away by other issues
Swept beneath the carpets of my mind

Where the ghost of Sigmund Freud is still lying in my bed
And a hundred different movies are playing in my head
And each one's script is different from the things I did and said
And it changes the end of the story
It changes the end of the story