The Four Ghosts

Apr 21, 2006 01:18

My old friends
Ghosts On Top of the Stadium
We walked up the tier as one
In this town of Mouse and sun

But tonight I travel on Top Alone
My only friend a silent phone
And the Ghost of four
Haunt me as I lie dying on the floor

We were all uncool but still on top
On the Stadium we sang our loser rock
Four years later it only belongs to me
Because I can't seem to set old ghosts free

My old friends
Ghosts On Top of the Stadium
We walked up the tier as one
In this town of Mouse and sun
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