I'm going away for a while, but I'll be back don't try and follow me. Cos I'll return as soon as possible. See I'm trying to find my place; but it might not be here where I feel safe. We all learn to make mistakes, and run from them, with no direction. Run from them, with no conviction. I'm just one of those ghosts; travelling endlessly.
Today is one of those music days I have. Probably best not to talk to me. I'll be mean.
Would someone care to classify a broken heart and twisted minds, so I can find someone to rely on, and run to them; full speed ahead. You are not useless, we are just, misguided ghosts. Travelling endlessly.
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