terça-feira, 27 de março de 2007

Ghosts

They’re like ghosts from nowhere
Standing here in silence
Waiting for a strike
I have no self defense

As the silence is growing louder
It’s unbearable to me
I’m trapped in this hole
As far as I can see

Ghosts from nowhere
Live inside us
Words unspoken
Remain inside our hearts
Remain inside our lives, anyway

They’re like little birds in cages
We feed them everyday
No mater how we ignore them
I guess they’re here to stay

As the sound is getting sweeter
I’m hoping, I can rise
Perhaps I should forget it
And trying to be wise, but…

Ghosts from nowhere
Live inside us
Words unspoken
Remain inside our hearts
Remain inside of our lives, anyway

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