A Ghost Without A Story
I can still hear your voice
See you in my head
I feel your soul
When I visit what's dead
All the words that were spoken
No more to be said
Our engraved stones
Are what's left to be read
Moved on from everyone close
Hold onto stories of ghosts
No longer able to reflect or lament
With fists full of withered plants
I never wanted to dance
On the graves we both dug apart in consent
Well, is this what we do
Forget and reset
You took a part of me
Phantom pain in my chest
All of the years passed away
And our past has slept
I'm still at a wake
Retelling tales you told best
Moved on from everyone close
Hold onto stories of ghosts
No longer able to reflect or lament
With fists full of withered plants
I never wanted to dance
On the graves we both dug apart in consent
Maybe I'm a ghost without a story worth ignoring
Mourning the death of my regrets in purgatory
Abandoned relationships woven into allegory
Delivering warnings disguised in eulogies
You hear what's haunting me, but only I can see
What's haunting me is that I'm questioning
If the memories', worth remembering
If the memory stays and everyone leaves
And all that's left are the ghost stories
I tell 70 times in my 70s
Forgetting I forgot to forget what you did to me
While there's an apparition left of me mentally
I'll hold on to what we let go long ago accidentally
Because even though it's buried in me deep
Our headstones will still say the same thing and read
We were meant to be, but never meant anything
Moved on from everyone close
Hold onto stories of ghosts
No longer able to reflect or lament
With fists full of withered plants
I never wanted to dance
On the graves we both dug apart in consent
I'm ready to move on, I'm ready, hold steady
I found someone who seems to get me
I am a loan, borrow me til I'm gone
Guess you're busy again, and leave me hanging
Goodbye my friend, let's cut the skin
I wanna life on the edge straight across my wrist
So long as you are not here hope you hear me screaming through your screen
Did we grow apart or outgrew the default
I let go of the pain but some reason I ache
We were meant to be, but never meant anything
If we took a longer glance
Then we might have had a chance
To notice the graves were dug far in advance
See you in my head
I feel your soul
When I visit what's dead
All the words that were spoken
No more to be said
Our engraved stones
Are what's left to be read
Moved on from everyone close
Hold onto stories of ghosts
No longer able to reflect or lament
With fists full of withered plants
I never wanted to dance
On the graves we both dug apart in consent
Well, is this what we do
Forget and reset
You took a part of me
Phantom pain in my chest
All of the years passed away
And our past has slept
I'm still at a wake
Retelling tales you told best
Moved on from everyone close
Hold onto stories of ghosts
No longer able to reflect or lament
With fists full of withered plants
I never wanted to dance
On the graves we both dug apart in consent
Maybe I'm a ghost without a story worth ignoring
Mourning the death of my regrets in purgatory
Abandoned relationships woven into allegory
Delivering warnings disguised in eulogies
You hear what's haunting me, but only I can see
What's haunting me is that I'm questioning
If the memories', worth remembering
If the memory stays and everyone leaves
And all that's left are the ghost stories
I tell 70 times in my 70s
Forgetting I forgot to forget what you did to me
While there's an apparition left of me mentally
I'll hold on to what we let go long ago accidentally
Because even though it's buried in me deep
Our headstones will still say the same thing and read
We were meant to be, but never meant anything
Moved on from everyone close
Hold onto stories of ghosts
No longer able to reflect or lament
With fists full of withered plants
I never wanted to dance
On the graves we both dug apart in consent
I'm ready to move on, I'm ready, hold steady
I found someone who seems to get me
I am a loan, borrow me til I'm gone
Guess you're busy again, and leave me hanging
Goodbye my friend, let's cut the skin
I wanna life on the edge straight across my wrist
So long as you are not here hope you hear me screaming through your screen
Did we grow apart or outgrew the default
I let go of the pain but some reason I ache
We were meant to be, but never meant anything
If we took a longer glance
Then we might have had a chance
To notice the graves were dug far in advance
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