I saw a ghost on the stairs
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and sheets on the tables and chairs
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the silverware swam with the sharks in the sink
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even so I don¡¯t know what to think
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I¡¯ve been longing for
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daisies to push through the floor
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and I wish plant life would grow all around me so I won¡¯t feel dead anymore
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so I won¡¯t feel dead anymore
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I saw a bear in the den
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Reading my textbooks again
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Bats flowed like traffic as they poured from the attic
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Heaven knows I could really use a friend
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I¡¯d rather waltz than just walk through the forest
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The trees keep the tempo when they sway in time
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A quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus
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If I were to pluck on your heartstrings would you strum on mine?
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I¡¯ve been longing for
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Daisies to push through the floor
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I wish plant life would grow all around me so I wont feel dead anymore
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So I wont feel dead anymore
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Your spirit is sweet so pull of your sheet and give me a ghost of a smile
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Show me your teeth cos you¡¯re a teddy beneath
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so just grin and bear it a while
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Just grin and bear it a while
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I¡¯d rather waltz than just walk through the forest
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The trees keep the tempo when they sway in time
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Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus
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If I were to pluck on your heartstrings would you strum on mine?
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The brook babbles on about nothing at all
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A new leaf turns over I¡¯m willing to fall
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Tonight I¡¯m busting out
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Of this old haunted house
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Cos I¡¯m sick of waiting for
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All those spider webs to crawl all around me
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Cos I wont feel dead anymore
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And I¡¯m not afraid anymore
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Id rather waltz than just walk through the forest
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The trees keep the tempo when they sway in time
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Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus
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If I were to pluck on your heartstrings would you strum on mine?
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If I were to pluck on your heartstrings would you strum on mine?
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Plant Life
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Owl City |