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i never drove down the roads of my youth, and here i am 10 years older. trying, trying to reclaim the days i never had. i never had. and now its, 5 years later. later tonight, here i am trying to give forgiveness. we can all forgive, if we try hard enough, i cant try that hard. here we lay again, just waiting for your plane. last night, i swear i saw your ghost, your ghost; but how can it be, that you are still hear, still hear, just listening, for the trains, are you still, listening for the trains? we can all pretend, pretend pretend, that we still mean something, tonight....its notabout the past, its just about the day before......last night, i dreamt you here, you were here, beside me, and now...and now...here i am besides myself, what do i really have to trust. and trust it should be just another four letter word....so here i sit in a plywood box, prretending, pretending to be what i never was.....