Ghostwriter
Calexico Lyrics


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Dying of thirst
Could i still be alive or worse
Where was i last
Parked on the street when a shadow was cast
Taking me out, when a struggle ensued
What was that hole in my shirt
And the blood that spilled to the floor
Like a dead man's

The focus is blurred
And the voice off camera is heard
And the lighting's to blame
Tell the assistant director the same
Pulling away to a final dissolve
Soundtrack provides a lush bed of strings
Before the screen fades to black
And the credits rise above
Like the soul of a dead man
Wandering on




Like a dead man
Wandering on

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Calexico's song "Ghostwriter" narrates a story of a person who is dying of thirst, probably passing out on the streets. The person doesn't remember where they've been and realizes that they have a hole in their shirt and that there's blood on the floor. The song portrays the feeling of confusion and helplessness, as the person tries to make sense of what has happened.


As the song continues, it is revealed that the person was probably involved in a struggle and that the scene could be part of a movie. There is a voice off-camera and the lighting is blamed for the confusion. The song's narrative changes its focus from the person on the street to the filming location, where the director and their team are wrapping up the scene. The song provides a metaphoric image in its final lines where the credits rise above like the soul of a dead man, wandering on.


Overall, "Ghostwriter" lyrically combines imagery from a film set and a person dying on the street. The song's haunting melody and lyrics capture the feelings of confusion, desperation, and the senselessness of life.


Line by Line Meaning

Dying of thirst
Suffering from a deep and persistent desire for something unattainable


Could I still be alive or worse
Wondering if the current state of being is desirable, or if it could get any worse


Where was I last
Asking about the last known location


Parked on the street when a shadow was cast
Sitting in a stationary position when an ominous presence appeared


Taking me out, when a struggle ensued
Removing or taking away, resulting in a physical fight or conflict


What was that hole in my shirt and the blood that spilled to the floor
Noticing a tear or opening in clothing, which caused blood to flow outwards


Like a dead man's
Similar to how a deceased person's clothing might appear


The focus is blurred
A lack of clarity or sharpness in the visual perception


And the voice off camera is heard
A sound not coming from the primary source of action and not visible on film


And the lighting's to blame
The poor quality of illumination is responsible for the poor visual quality


Tell the assistant director the same
Instructing the second-in-command to relay the same message they heard


Pulling away to a final dissolve
Moving farther away from the subject and gradually becoming indistinct


Soundtrack provides a lush bed of strings
The film score adds an abundance of lush, elegant orchestration


Before the screen fades to black
Prior to the image on the screen becoming increasingly darker until there is nothing visible


And the credits rise above
The end credits begin and ascend upwards


Like the soul of a dead man wandering on
Resembling the immortal essence of a deceased person, wandering aimlessly


Like a dead man wandering on
Similar to the path of a lifeless body with no destination or purpose




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