A sort of repeat post, I know but it just feels right as I've been in a blissful haze off the vinyl to this album for the past week or so.
I'm in the belly of a canyon
I can't come up with any reason
Why a ghost is following me, why a ghost is following me.
I've got some feed for the longing
I've got the pillow for the bad dreams
The apparition dancing with me, stepping down all over my feet.
There is no key to my gate…but you can still come around
Lean your ladder against my window
And I'll come down, I'll come down.
I can't come up with any reason
Why a ghost is following me, why a ghost is following me.
I've got some feed for the longing
I've got the pillow for the bad dreams
The apparition dancing with me, stepping down all over my feet.
There is no key to my gate…but you can still come around
Lean your ladder against my window
And I'll come down, I'll come down.
~ Guitar a la The Cars ~
Sometimes I don't know what I'm seeing
Who's keeping track of all that's breathing?
There's a world that's waiting for me, there's a world that's waiting for me.
I'm in the belly of a canyon
I can't come up with any reason
Why a ghost is following me, why a ghost is following me.
There is no key to my gate…but you can still come around
Lean your ladder against my window
And I'll come down, I'll come down.
There is no key to my gate…but you can still come around
Lean your ladder against my window
And I'll come down, I'll come down. (-Bryan)
Lean your ladder against my window
And I'll come down, I'll come down. (-Bryan)
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