Contingency Theory

A ghost
You come and go
A black cloak
A phantom since the womb
a dark cloud on the open sea
Where'd you run to now,
or did you fall asleep?

And I thought you'd come around
But I fear it's too late
I fear it's too late

Your room
Don't you see it's growing cold?
Excuses grow exceedingly more old
Now all you seem to know
Is your beard filled with tobacco smoke
Now love disfigures me
to something I'm not recognizing

And I hoped you'd come around
But I fear it's too late
I fear it's too late
I swore you'd be hear now
But I fear it's too late
I fear it's too late



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