Foghorn Lonesome ghosts of the oak

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I'm still chasing ghosts down the same old streets
I'm still holding on
It's been still for so long
I'm as lonely as the big blue ocean
I'm lost in a backward motion
I'm moving through a pause
Searching for the unknown cause
Questions call out into the dark
Silence echoes and breaks my heart
Cry fills my eyes, blurs my vision
Breaking oak was never my decision
I remember where we ran
I remember when we shared our blood
I feel it like yesterday
Then the flood came and took us away
Driftwood whispers on
Catch it before it's gone
Feels like I'm reaching out into the empty
Can anyone hear me?

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