The Graphite Ghost

[Intro]
[Verse]
Found it in a sleeve of red
Tucked away near silver thread
A thrifted flannel, worn and thin
Where a stranger’s day had been
I reached inside the pocket deep
To find a secret it would keep
[Pre-Chorus]
Crinkled edge and yellow stain
Graphite blurred by ghost of rain
Written by a steady hand
Across a lost and lonely land
[Chorus]
Two percent and rye bread
Words that went unsaid
Just a simple Tuesday plan
For a quiet, working man
Every line a heavy beat
Walking down a ghost-filled street
I don't know your name
But we feel the same
[Verse]
Canned tomatoes, black tea
Things you needed just like me
A dozen eggs, a bag of flour
Marking out a mundane hour
Maybe there was someone home
Or maybe you were all alone
[Pre-Chorus]
Scrawled in pencil, soft and grey
Chasing shadows of the day
Life is built on little things
And the comfort that it brings
[Chorus]
Two percent and rye bread
Words that went unsaid
Just a simple Tuesday plan
For a quiet, working man
Every line a heavy beat
Walking down a ghost-filled street
I don't know your name
But we feel the same
[Bridge]
The viola starts to weep
For the promises we keep
Did you find the things you sought?
Or were they only dearly bought?
Faded ink and ticking clocks
Life inside a cardboard box
[Verse]
I button up the collar tight
Against the chill of coming night
The wool is soft against my skin
Where your story might begin
I fold the paper back in place
I think I recognize your face
[Chorus]
Two percent and rye bread
Words that went unsaid
Just a simple Tuesday plan
For a quiet, working man
Every line a heavy beat
Walking down a ghost-filled street
I don't know your name
But we feel the same
[Outro]