We can let go
Of the ghosts that haunt us;
Memories that pass over
Or become our shadows
Forgive me
I am stuck here
Living like I was dead
With the ghosts that follow
A story of a boy
Who wasn't ready to run
So he flew weightless off that bridge
No one knew who he was
Forgive me
I am stuck here
Living like I was dead
Here are my ghosts that follow
She knew me more than anyone could
I took the torch
Kissed her head
Held her hand to always remember love
Remember the ghosts who follow
Remember the ghosts that hid
Let them pass
And Let Go

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