There she was
Flickering in black and white
The light burrowed into my chest
And left the room cold
The ghost woman
She lives under this house
In the dry, dusty soil
Buried for dozens of years
It's not too often
I let myself go back that far
But to remember too little
Is to betray the heart
Flickering in black and white
The light burrowed into my chest
And left the room cold
The ghost woman
She lives under this house
In the dry, dusty soil
Buried for dozens of years
It's not too often
I let myself go back that far
But to remember too little
Is to betray the heart
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