All that remains
are pictures in frames
and how the room
was furnished before.
And all that surrounds
us are echoing sounds
of steps through pale
and empty rooms.
So funny how we disappear
to the ones we loved the most.
So funny how we disappear,
and how we are turning to ghosts.
We are like ghosts.
A deep, deep silence fell into these rooms.
I reckon that far away from our eyes means,
that we‘re far from our hearts, too.
And after all, the room is rearranged,
but the mess just stayed the same.
And after all, yes, I am not okay,
but I am on my way. I am on my way.
So funny how I disappear,
to the ones I loved the most.
So funny how I disappear,
and always turn into a ghost.
When my world turns upside down
and it spins my head around,
I‘d like to forget.
When it pulls me to the ground,
believe me, I am lost and not found.
I‘d like to forget.
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