You're a ghost now,
And once in every while
I'll find myself laughing,
Well, you can guess...
Allowing for forgetfulness.
You're a ghost now,
And sometimes when I stop
I'll catch my skin freeze
Well, I confess...
Sometimes I resent my guest.
You're a ghost now
And sometimes I take trains
I neither want nor need
Watching fields fly by,
Allowing for forgetfulness.
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