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i walk the streets alone

just like a ghost that no-one knows

don't stop to look no more

i walk thru doors that all just close

i wait to stop or go

which way is right? i just don't know



put everything in place

now all that's left is empty space

won't work just like it should

done all i could, it's never good



however much i've added

it's still so close to empty

it always felt more full

when there was next to nothing