I watch while you cry, I wonder if I did, when Timmy died
I’m not sure that I remember the feeling, I wish that I could
Float into the floor, where there must be hundreds more
Tears that it absorbed, rain into the boards
I might be the ghost that you think lives in our house, whoever died,
I hope that they like what we did with the kitchen, well maybe it’s you
Float into the floor, where there must be hundreds more
Think of how we pour, our pain into the boards
Let’s just say that I found out what it was like to cry again
Ignorance is truly bliss
Tears run down, washing out the past as I remember it
I can’t make out the story now
Cause he was the ghost, and I should’ve seen it
Why couldn’t I?
You told me but I, I couldn’t believe it,
I wish that I could
Let’s just say that I found out what it was like to cry again
Ignorance is truly bliss
Tears run down, washing out the past as I remember it
I can’t make out the story now
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