My Mind Can Be Cruel to Me

I thought I saw your ghost
 From a corner of my eye
 Sittin' in the old rocking chair
 You were reading Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee
 I turned my head, but you weren't really there
 My mind is cruel to me
 My mind can be cruel to me
 I swear I heard your voice callin' out to me
 From somewhere a long ways away
 I follow the sound
 But you're nowhere to be found
 I still think I heard something on that day
 My mind is cruel to me
 There's some nights it just won't leave me be
 Well most times it's fine
 But it's a very thin line
 My mind can be cruel to me
 I dreamt we were riding horses
 Across the western plain
 Camping at night; sittin' round the fire
 Singin' Home, Home on the range
 But I woke up to find it wasn't so
 This feeling that I intimately know
 My mind is cruel to me
 My mind can be cruel to me
 Well the fabric of reality is stretching pretty thin
 I can't believe the things that I see
 It ain't a permanent condition the shape I'm in
 I can't seem to trust my memory
 My mind is cruel to me
 There's some nights it just won't leave me be
 Well most times it's fine
 But it's a very thin line
 My mind is cruel to me
 My mind can be cruel to me