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Oh, for God's sake,
I took my dreamcatcher down for you
I dug up the secret place that
I kept your letters and your tiny
handprint
And I cried,
I did not wipe my face

I admit that I forget that
you're probably happy

And no one needs me
they never ever did, my friend
i am just the ship that sails us home
I have to breathe like that
so careful, like february

That year, I could'nt find you

and you weren't looking for me

I figure, I wasn't it.
I wasn't the ghost.
I was just a game to you
let's dance, baby
let's tell the truth.
Let's tell the real truth.

And when I woke up,
I was covered in rain
Soaked
my bones, baby, so frozen
like the ocean in Nova Scotia

Teeth of crumbling pillars, said,
you were better for knowing me
But I can't stand on ice so thin
I dont want to love you,
wondering if you ever really meant that

I watched your lips move, on the tv set
and I could almost feel my name
hear it as a sweet lie
another lie to add to the broken bean stalks that
you grow in your heart

just tell me,
the loyalist inn is dead.
And I'll put my dreamcatcher back up
and
kiss you goodnight,
through your gold rimmed glass