I'm going away for a while.
But I'll be back,
so don't try to follow me.
'Cause 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, from them,
With no direction.
We'll run from them, from them,
With no conviction.
'Cause I'm just one of those ghosts....
traveling endlessly,
don't need any roads.
In fact, they follow me...
and we just go in circles.
And now I'm told that this is life,
that pain is just a simple compromise,
so we can get what we want out of it.
Would someone care to classify?
Our broken hearts and twisted minds,
so I can find someone to rely on.
And run to them, to them,
full speed ahead...
Oh, you are not useless.
We are just
misguided ghosts.
traveling endlessly,
the ones we trusted the most,
pushed us far away.
And there's no one road,
we should not be the same.
But I'm just a ghost,
and still they echo me.
They echo me in circles .
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