A new choke has got a hold of me

When you spoke it sent me out to sea

Some old ghosts are lingering

I can still hear them when they sing

Old haunts that had a hold on me

Are fading from memory and losing their sheen

If you challenge ideas

You can challenge yourself

And get back the mojo you left on the shelf

My heart was full of youth;

I thought I was bullet proof

A new choke has got a hold of me

When you spoke it sent me out to sea

Some old ghosts are lingering

I can still hear them when they sing

But I'm not listening

If it takes my whole life I will make amends;

I’m pledging it daily with paper and pen