Matt Miller · Feb 4, 2010
Ghost

Ghost walking round town
That ghost is me
Don't know why but I wander
I am not free

Restless ghost I am
Walking round town
Transparent mind and body
Won't settle down

Come back to the body
I'm sure that we agree
Died when I heard the words
It's not you, it's me

 
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