An Elegy for Dreams About Me

i dream about empty streets and abandonded towns
and the sun never sets over this burnt down house
as i watched palms turned black and fingers fell off
i've started to notice invisible people following me
i see the ghosts of good friends and good times past
memories linger in places i should never have been
and i'm not quite sure what any of this could mean
but i hope to god that you'll still dream about me