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Ghost of a Lie

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  • 2013.06.17
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There's an old house with a blue heart A TV lights up the choking dark And in a white room an old man sighs His friends a lamp and the ghost of a lie Once in a cold March my childhood friend Took my hand and dragged me to the driveway's end Where in the front yard, a dog would creep The light in the darkness was his bared teeth Find my bones in the bottles of the oak tree My old ghosts never fail to catch up to me Little sister, thief of peace Let the crows of war cease their battle cries And let these memories die In a war-torn, damaged mind The young man that he was never took flight And I could see it in his broken eyes As he gazed from the window of his room of white Find my bones in the bottles of the oak tree My old ghosts never fail to catch up to me Little sister, thief of peace Let the crows of war cease their battle cries And let these memories die In the heart of a bitter hound There is an endless howl that never sounds So lay a kind hand upon his back For what is one lone wolf without a pack? Find my bones in the bottles of the oak tree My old ghosts never fail to catch up to me Little sister, thief of peace Let the crows of war cease their battle cries And let these memories die And let these memories die And let these memories die

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