Ghost to Me
Follow me, a sea of silhouettes
By your mother and your father's bed
Your father grins as he hears what you said
To me in the park on the blanket
Home is where I call the ghost my own
That haunts the basement where I sleep alone
It's seen the burns on my skin showing bones
And asks me why I still sleep with my phone
Wandering back from campus half asleep
Across the bridge leading to your keep
Every minute is a memory
You don't exist, you're just a ghost to me
By your mother and your father's bed
Your father grins as he hears what you said
To me in the park on the blanket
Home is where I call the ghost my own
That haunts the basement where I sleep alone
It's seen the burns on my skin showing bones
And asks me why I still sleep with my phone
Wandering back from campus half asleep
Across the bridge leading to your keep
Every minute is a memory
You don't exist, you're just a ghost to me
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Writer(s): Trevor Powers
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