Like a ghost
A ghost of something old
Its cold and dusty in here
Just twenty years
And six feet down Im told
I know your face
I share your name
In the dark
When shadows have their way
A fingers a chimney
And the moons on fire
Then sleep arrives
Hes got his bags and wares
The dragon sleeps
And st. george stares
You wont write, no you wont write
Thats all I ask, that you just write
And you say no, that you cant speak
Youve lost your voice, you let it go
You let it go
Like a ghost
A ghost of something old
Its cold and dusty in here
Its in your hand
It sits just like a glove
The finger traces the lines of love
Its cold and dusty in here
Someone you knew
Is watching you
Im someone you knew

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