Ghost Of Your Father Lyrics - New Model Army

It took fourteen hours to hitch from London to Portsmouth 

I can picture you in your battered old coat 

Blown by the trucks on the side of the road 

Cursing the world just until one pulls over 

The cab is warm, the driver is talking 

And oh if he had his time over again 

And you laugh with the man, but you think of another 

Stealing away around each darkened corner 

The ghost of your father always, always watching 

And he waits for you when the black tide comes 

And you feel the ghost of your father waiting 

An unbearable stillness hangs over these days 

Humming with the promises broken 

The bewildered watch from behind misted-up glass 

As the ambitious and lucky get to feed on the carcass 

When you feel so much in such a small space 

Do you think you can keep on running 

Like the papers that blow down your empty street 

Outside in the dark when you cannot sleep 

The ghost of your father always, always watching 

And he waits for you when the black tide comes 

Do you feel the ghost of your father waiting?