Take Stock Of What I Have

As my mind darkens
I take stock of what I have
Stare, stare at my palms and count my limbs
Two arms and two legs
Wipe the car window clean

The ghosts are dancing
Just as they were when I was 15 and the walls would bend
Now, drown out the howling
It's not what you think

Please no, don't follow the riddles
They'll lead you to strange places in your head
Crawl, crawl my way back
For I don't know where is up and where is down anymore

The ghosts are dancing
Just as they were when I was 15 and the walls would bend
Now, drown out the howling
It's not what you think

The ghosts are dancing
Just as they were when I was 15 and the walls would bend
Now drown out the howling
It's not what you think



Credits
Writer(s): Janine Cathrein
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