Bert Jerred - Ghosts

Parallel Lines

Trace these parallel lines
They won't touch at all
I used to be afraid
I used to fear the fall
I feel frost on the glass
I feel fire in my bones
I live somewhere in between
The charted world
And the great unknown
And nights will come
And nights will go
I'll sing the handful of songs I know
And we'll wait
For the snow

What you feel I can feel
What you said made a sound
I see an endless line of trees
And all the needles on the ground
And nights will come
And nights will go
I'll sing the handful of songs I know
And we'll wait
For the snow

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Writer(s): Charles Jerred
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