

Dancing With Your GhostWhen the lights go down I make my way to the lake I walk along the sandy shores And wonder what path to take But as I start to reach the moor I am caught up by a toast Then taking a hand in my own I dance ‘round with your ghostDancing With Your Ghost
In the ruminants of a memory I shall be forever lost As I walk upon the dewy grass That will quickly turn to frost And in the bleak winter air That is my warms breaths host I strike up the band for you And dance ‘round with your ghost
But as the light comes up On the horizon in shades of gold The ha


brokenFloor boards and broken dreams Life is never as simple as the fairy tale seems I drew you a picture But it fell through the cracks And my fingers aren't that smallbroken
Last week I fixed the whole in the wall Plaster, nails I did it all Tried to hang a picture of me and you Swung the hammer and it broke right through Atleast the pictures okay.
Yesterday the ceiling sprung a leak I patched the hole It should last all week I have a pot placed underneath And now the pot is full
Last night the window wouldn't close Slept all night with
Rideness
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