Ghost Town Video (MV)

There she is, my dream girl
That chestnut curl
She used to twirl
Hypnotically preventing me
From studying my history
That way she never really was
She'll stay forevermore because
She's my dream girl

There it is, our true love
Not quite so pure
Not quite so sure
As we pretended both to be
Of our mundane, mad mystery
We soon forget the reasons why
We overlook the lovely lie
Of our true love

There it is, my ghost town
I know it well
It's hard to tell
My accidental home sweet home
My geographic chromosome
A meager, melancholy breeze
Still fills my sails with memories
Of my ghost town