Ghost Stories
Two fat cats in the place you use to sleep
Turn to tell a story, but i'm telling it to me
What was once your lovely scent, is just whiskey and old smoke
Memories fade with the daze, conversations held with ghosts
I take a walk out to the the garden, still a place where nothing grows
And I won't pretend that things will stay the same
They'll never be again, they'll never be again
So I won't pretend that things will stay the same
They'll never be again, they'll never be again
I walk these trash filled streets searching for a home
(A broken heart won't lead me home)
A place I thought I knew, but turns out i've been wrong
After all this time I face this winter alone, and just go home
And I won't pretend that things will stay the same
They'll never be again, they'll never be again
So I won't pretend that things will stay the same
They'll never be again, they'll never be again
I walk these trash filled streets searching for a home
(A broken heart won't lead me home)
A place I thought I knew, but turns out i've been wrong
After all this time I face this winter alone, and just go home
Life is short, pleasures few
Hold the ship, downed the crew
My oh my how very blue, how very blue
The Sea is
Turn to tell a story, but i'm telling it to me
What was once your lovely scent, is just whiskey and old smoke
Memories fade with the daze, conversations held with ghosts
I take a walk out to the the garden, still a place where nothing grows
And I won't pretend that things will stay the same
They'll never be again, they'll never be again
So I won't pretend that things will stay the same
They'll never be again, they'll never be again
I walk these trash filled streets searching for a home
(A broken heart won't lead me home)
A place I thought I knew, but turns out i've been wrong
After all this time I face this winter alone, and just go home
And I won't pretend that things will stay the same
They'll never be again, they'll never be again
So I won't pretend that things will stay the same
They'll never be again, they'll never be again
I walk these trash filled streets searching for a home
(A broken heart won't lead me home)
A place I thought I knew, but turns out i've been wrong
After all this time I face this winter alone, and just go home
Life is short, pleasures few
Hold the ship, downed the crew
My oh my how very blue, how very blue
The Sea is
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Writer(s): Jack Names The Planets
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