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You are a ghost from my darkest past —ethereal, everlasting You are a ghost from my own heart
I walk through the fog —past the old church where we first met I walk through the dark —past my own heart and the maze I need to figure out
The grave is poor —endless mirth nowhere to see —changeless; kissed snow laden The grave is poor; untended because of me
So take me now —far beyond the trellis around the heavens above us Years went and more —take me now before time claims me and leaves me as such
I have seen it all —went through so much and back Darling, you are a ghost from my brightest thought —a memory I knew I never forgot
