Ghosts Along the Mississippi

In the morning, it takes me quite a while to clear my head And as the day moves on, I find it hard to smile at something said So I took control, priority number one, and that's me Then I cut the dragon's head off, and put away my gun, so let it be So let it be I'm dying prematurely, I'm wasting my life for sure I'm trying to kill what's happening to me A ghost along the Mississippi I never thought before, a life could be so strange, but it is And I guess my one a day, became ten or twelve or more, and more But I've got a gift, it's something called my friends or love With them and I combined, I'll beat an early end, it's been done before No time of passing away, of losing just one more day I'm trying to kill what's happening to me A ghost along the Mississippi Can't happen to me Won't do it to me Can't happen to me Won't do it to me Can't happen to me Won't do it to me Destroying what's got ahold of me No more the ghost of Mississippi