I trace your footprints in the snow from my house to your door when it gets dark The train stops running in our ghosts dangers lie in all the snow I go on foot The railway dragged through the time pass the windows of your friends and out to the sea I pass the stations and the bars pass the ruins of a house where people lived the ghost of your mother came to me in a dream and said you were not far I made my plans from a window of a dream headed for that coast There are no photographs to prove you existed at all that you ever were Letters that I meant to write about movies and the times they are left on down These days most things are still the same I am embarrassed by afraid of your honesty I still went to bay at night; count the birds on the wires to fall asleep the ghost of your mother came to me in a dream and said you were not far I've made my plans from a window of a dream headed for that coast Streets are quiet now It's late There is no one around I cross where I liked I don't remember anything about what I did last night or where I was The window whistles in the trees starts singing to the sea But there are no words I trace your footprints in the snow from my house to your door when it gets dark The ghost of your mother whispered in my ear "you were not enough" So I made my plans from a window of a dream headed for that coast
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