Blur like a rocket
Torch like a dying sun
Snap like a dragon
Dive like a pelican

Kingdoms of my kingdom come

Skip like a prophet
Spit like a poet's gun
But say how long can this go on?

Stumbling before you speak

Stunning and stunning and stunning the black
You turn turncoat
Inward to seek out all your hopes
It's your signals
That hurts me most

We're in the middle
We're in the middle, Ghosts

We're in the middle
We're in the middle, Ghosts

Rue like a tyrant
Make like a valentine
Tear like a siren
Sulk like a sunken mine

Kingdoms of my kingdom come
It's all but one, so

Row like a felon
Drown like a captain's son
But say how long can this go on?

We're in the middle
We're in the middle Ghosts

We're in the middle
We're in the middle Ghosts

Stumbling before you speak

Stunning and stunning with canons to lead
And tigers tight
You scan the fields, someone dies tonight
It's tragic, but at least it's not you

We're in the middle
We're in the middle Ghosts

We're in the middle
We're in the middle Ghosts

We're in the middle
We're in the middle Ghosts

We're in the middle
We're in the middle Ghosts

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): William Corgan