In loving memory of Zachary Konowalchuk
If this house could talk of all the things that it’s seen
Through all of these years, way before me
These boards and these nails and all the moments gone through
You know of them all, feel them in these rooms
You’re in the walls you’re in the windows
You’re here with me wherever I go
You don’t see me in my dreams anymore, but I feel you in this home
I’m living with your ghost
All the what-ifs and the have-nots
All the regrets what if I had none
Would things still be the same or would you be here with me
The weeks keep going by, it still ain’t getting easy
You’re in the walls you’re in the windows
You’re here with me wherever I go
You don’t see me in my dreams anymore, but I feel you in this home
I’m living with your ghost
I’m living with your ghost
You’re in the walls you’re in the windows
You’re here with me wherever I go
You don’t see me in my dreams anymore, but I feel you in this home
I’m living with your ghost
I’m living with your ghost
I’m living with your ghost

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