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Reese Lansangan

Ghosting

 

Ghosting

(album: Playing Pretend In The Interim - 2020)


I'm coming out for air
Haven't done that since my haunting
Of that house over there
Some time now I've been wanting
To move on, find another
Place where I can feel like I can sleep again

And since they sold that piano
I had nowhere to rest my head
Because inside that hollow
Is where I made myself a bed
Move on, find another
Place where I can finally have some fun again

Flew over to the playground of the park last night
And I tried to make a home out of a barrel slide
Ooh...
But there was a cat claiming her throne on the merry go round
Where crickets sing a symphony, no place for me to hang around

My dear, I have departed
Searching the neighborhood
For houses still unguarded
Ghosts are misunderstood
We just want another place
Where we can freely walk through walls again

Eavesdropping in the morning
Swirling in cereal bowls
My belly's a mountain valley
My mouth's a needle hole
Be gone, find another
Place where I can finally have some fun again

Flew over to the playground of the park last night
And I tried to make a home out of a barrel slide
Ooh...
But there was a cat claiming her throne on the merry go round
Where crickets sing a symphony, no place for me to hang around

I can see another brother float towards the sky
I am doomed to roam alone while he's waving goodbye
I can see another brother float towards the sky
(Flew over to the playground of the park last night
And I tried to make a home out of a barrel slide)
I am doomed to roam alone while he's waving goodbye
(Flew over to the playground of the park last night
It's a couple hundred years ago since I have died, oh)

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