Is it an arbitrary life
A pre determined sacrifice
When we get where
We've dreamed of all along
How Do you know what I mean
When you don't see what I see
We live this life separate
Forever bound by the time
Spent forever chasing ghosts
The ones we miss the most
We're chasing ghosts
Just to feel alive.
Is it a nihilistic dream
Of non sensical memories
Walking backwards
In a race against the sun
How could you know what to say when we don't play the same game
We live this life separate
Forever bound by the time
Spent forever chasing ghosts
The ones we miss the most
We're chasing ghosts
Just to feel alive.
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Author:
Edthepoet (
Offline) - Published: April 23rd, 2018 08:15
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Comments1
the ghost we are chasing is ourselves. each and every.
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