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Dancing With Her Ghost

Autumn In Helen

I've been lost for a thousand miles
Too tired to feel the pain I've tried to hide
Losing everything but my own will to go on through
My lies, are burying me alive


Red wine, black veil and a scar
She lies on a purple velvet couch ...tonight... opens her eyes


I've been lost for a thousand moons
Too scared I heard her voice from her tomb
Losing everything but my own will to go on through
Her touch, is burying me alive


I'll fall in love with her ghost


I read her name, carved in stone
I kissed her lips, cold as moans
Nothing compares, to her touch
My dead lady will turn me on tonight!

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