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letra de susceptible to ghosts - fred thomas

white houses prop up a blue sky
and there’s something they’re trying to say
through busted fences, hounds howl on both sides
in a language that we’ve yet to translate
down in the diner, the children aren’t waiting for night time

i grew up in ypsilanti
writing down every mistake that i made
and i found you so many years later
like a cloud hovering over a parade

that was me there, waving one hand in the air
the other one gluеd to an old microphone
yeah, that was me thеre, i couldn’t be seen there
the skin that was stretched so tight over you bones
but it was me there, definitely there
i was your tears in the tow-away zone
i was the sugar at the bottom of the cone
i was the long distance call on the phone
i was the reason you had to leave home

i had a dream where i met you
in a windowless room full of wires and clothes
and i came to you in that dream with a warning
lest you live your life susceptible to ghosts
that was me there, floating in the air
i was the horse shoe hanging over the door
yeah it was me there, invisibly there
i was the shirt that your grandfather wore
oh it was me there, telling you to beware
i was the stuff that you stole from the store
i was the flowers you found on the floor
i was the white lines on i-94
i was the reason you never felt sure

it was me there, like the atoms in the air
like a bad cheque that some bad boyfriend wrote
and it was either two feelings or neither
you couldn’t have one without having them both
yeah it was me there, you wouldn’t believe where
i was the pocket of your winter coat
i was the ink on the crumpled up note
i was the name that you kept in your throat
i was the reason you felt like a ghost

- fred thomas

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