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29.11.10

Ghost


Little Boots- Ghost

Withdraw into your other world
I'm speaking but you do not hear a word

Glaze over colder than a lake
Frozen by our distances of late
It's clear as glass you smash

My apparitions melt before your eyes
My skull is full of dreams and nothing's as it seems
In the black air under the trees

Do you even know that I'm here? I might as well be a ghost
It's true, you walk right through me
Look in the mirror and you, you see nothing but yourself
It's true, I see right through you

It's true, you walk right through me
It's true, I see right through you


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6 comentários:

alexandrapinto disse...

adorei o teu blog :)

Manel Silveira disse...

Foste tu que fizeste a montagem?

Maria Pipoca! disse...

Obrigada :'D
E eu estas *_*

Sue disse...

obrigada aiko :)

Mário disse...

Adorei a foto! *.*
Sigo! :)

danó disse...

Muito bom! :)