Ghosts Revisited
It was there all along.
State I - Invitation
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on trodden ground I flee
knocking at my eyes
I sense this breath, a ghost
taking me to seecan't shake this dream
rain hits my sleeve
I stand alone
take her hand and goI can't remember
this sordid tender
that took me places
this last Novemberthis is no languid dream
your inner root and tree
I'm here to set them free
walk with me and seeadventure lies within
your proposition intrigues
but first I ask:
why have you come for meto show this dream as life
would have it now?
this trodden path, unknown
knocking at my futureunveiled by the ghost
take her hand and go
let's shake my being
rain waits our coatlet's stand together
take her hand and goI can't remember
this sordid tender
that took me places
this last Novembermy friend and mentor
show me the faster
way to this pasture
walk with me and see
State 2 - Immersion
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in the streets of this city I walk alone to the micro-tunings of a wealth gone by weathered night lamps planting mind traps stop a thought unknown this notion a godless bellow
now I see just part of me a clean slate defined now I see a part of me adrift
up to the ghost so elegant a walk beside my friend she leans in close and says “keep walking”
lazy scents of ragged ditches keep on wafting by my head throbs from mindless delusions starry hills chill tempered daughters stop a a corpse unknown lay conquest through confusion
there's an answer for everything you seek from this momentary lapse you'll find the gold uncertainty does live within the cautious thought
my friend the ghost so elegant where peace meets malcontent she leans close and says just keep on walking
State 3 - Seduction
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time is still and distant while thoughts provoke dissent from lingering fiascoes bred from this place so dear in me the men before that walked her well worn path from ends that meet disaster through means that call on wrath so shrill the voice gets louder yet further still
your way is paved with green lights stay the course, force the way and see
I can't remember this sordid tender forgotten places where I first met her
my friend soon you'll connect the ends and fuse circular views created by men removed from truth and if you don't ask the questionslose more than truth, lose you
State 4 - Fracture
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in the corner she was sitting all alone a fearsome girl disconnected from all parts that make us whole
the end of ends laments my friend the ghost and she
I reached out my gaze with no dread she took it and rejected this touch of human connection
the end of ends laments my friend the ghost is she
this took me back you see, I tried to help her then it dawned on me the talk was true this act of mine is that just mine
thank you my friend please lead the way take me to this state
the end of ends laments friends that die with you the edge of connection fuses the two and to the ends of the ghost as Mr. Able
State 5 - Integration
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on withered highways laced with graves I took my chances, spun the wheel where brothers falter disgraced by dreams my rook took aim, long live the king
up with the ghost so elegant my conscience, my torch in dying light my friend my host this element will lead you to your day open your eyes, your mind's content pave your own free way
adventure lies ahead a new conviction unties a bundled question in my head I'll come to the words some day
'til then I walk my own way my will to walk my own way I will walk my own way