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  1. DUSTY IN HERE

    Like a ghost
    A ghost of something old
    It’s cold and dusty in here.
    Just twenty years
    And six feet down I’m told
    I know your face
    I share your name.

    In the dark
    When shadows have their way
    A finger’s a chimney
    And the moon’s on fire.
    Then sleep arrives
    He’s got his bags and wares
    The dragon sleeps
    And St. George stares.

    You won’t write, no you won’t write
    That’s all I ask, that you just write
    And you say no, that you can’t speak
    You’ve lost your voice, you let it go
    You let it go.

    Like a ghost
    A ghost of something old
    It’s cold and dusty in here.
    It’s in your hand
    It sits just like a glove
    The finger traces the lines of love.

    It’s cold and dusty in here.
    Someone you knew
    Is watching you
    I’m someone you knew.

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