Lance T. Burgess

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Folk - Rock | State College, Pennsylvania, United States
Total Song Plays: 127   
Member Since: 2010
   Last Login: over 30 days ago

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there's a beautiful ghost
who walks where I sleep
she darkens my desk
where the secrets should be
here quickening silhouette
stares, scares the shit out of me
our wandering eyes shift, hide
for a split second meet

she thinks and she thinks about someone
her mascara diary can't lie
but wishes is could
I drink and I drink until I'm someone
pick up the pen when
her smile fills up with blood

red ribbon, black eye
and spent cigarettes
green glass and blue light
that I've not captured yet
she extends her arm
but she can't seem to hold out her hand
because I'm typing so hard
sick, scarred from this prose in my head

she thinks and she thinks about someone
to eulogize newspaper article reoccurring dreams
I drink and I drink until I'm someone
put the catalyst down long enough
to remember its me

Song Length
5:08
Genres
Folk - Rock, Rock - Indie/Low-Fi
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Moods
Poignant, Moving


Language
English
Era
2000 and later

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