Untitled - An Interpretation - by david green

Hopelessly adrift in the eyes of the ghost again. Down on my knees, and my hands in the air again. Pushing my face in the memory of you again. But I never know if it's real... Never know how I wanted to feel... Never quite said what I wanted to say to you. Never quite managed the words to explain to you. Never quite knew how to make them believable. And now the time has gone. Another time undone. Never quite said what I wanted to say to you. Never quite managed the words to explain to you. Never quite knew how to make them believable. And now the time has gone. Another time undone. Hopelessly fighting the devil... Futility. Feeling the monster climb deeper inside of me. Feeling him gnawing my heart away hungrily. I'll never lose this pain. Never dream of you again.

Who is the ghost?  Is it him or his lost love?  He is lamenting, wanting his ex badly. A memory.  Kind of like a ghost.  He is a ghost, and his lost love cannot see him. It's not real anymore. I have a life motto.  It's "Live for the moment."  I think it's important so that hopefully I'll never have to say things like this.  "What if"s are never fun.  Even if it means risking and losing everything, it is worth knowing the truth, worth having said what you had to say. This regret is so strong, he repeats this verse. Sometimes regret this strong and feelings this intense defy description, transcend words. Missed his chance. Wishful thinking.  To be able to undo time is to be perpetually happy. Such strong pain! It really does feel like this. I'm not kidding. Yes, you will.  Give yourself a while. that may happen, but if you do, it won't be painful anymore.  It will be out of curiousity for what could have been. Then the song is wordless for several minutes. Wordless, like the feeling captured by the song, as I described above. No wonder he couldn't think of a title.