Ghostly girlToo light to stand on the groundNothing you do is doneAll I can tellYou are not realGirl, what are you doing hereI don't know why I am here myselfNo one else seems to knowNobody likes a spookOr so I've deducedBut I have loved some ghosts in my timeBut that doesn't mean I want them aroundI'd rather be lost than foundI thought I would loose my mindBut through your eyes I seePast the billboards to the treesAnd the flowering weedsGrow throught the cracks of the cityAnd all these things will goAnd all these seeds will growAnd you'll be home in the sky
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