i hear it when you dial: a sigh behind your smile. i read it on your tongue: bitter words for anyone who tries to help. we wonder why you won't dispense with your carefree words, when they just don't ring true anymore.nnthe ghost of a christmas past in the parking lot of a closed 99 cent shop. he showed you in at least a dozen ways that they don't reward brave displays. they smile to your face and they snicker to your back. oh, i'd hate to be the one who tells you.nnhave you ever been so lost? have you ever really lost your way around a tired town? around a tired job? around a low-end life?nnthe ghost of your christmas past has no use for fear or regard for the time of year.nni hear it when you dial: a sigh behind your smile. i read it on your tongue: bitter words for anyone who tries to help. we wonder why you won't dispense with your carefree words, when they just don't ring true anymore.