The Tied String

There is a ghost going in circles in the kitchen

Tied to a string that is connected to my mind

Dancing in circles she smiles

And every evening she watches TV with me

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Today is another day, and she has left

It’s been a while since I’ve seen her

Too much time in this place

All I need is to think of her

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And now I’m talking to myself

My life is depending on that string

That keeps her here

Dancing around with me

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I’ve been walking circles in my house

And found some photos

That I haven’t seen since the dancing days

Those moments tear at my soul

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If I had the words with me then

like I do now with your dancing self

I would not be here breathing cold air like a ghost

So alone now with only words that could have been

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But I couldn’t say anything then

What could I do if I can’t do anything

to finish something that won’t stop?

I’ll just keep watching you dance around the kitchen once more

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Before I go and watch you fade away

while the string eventually breaks

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By Bazooka Teaches