Ghostlight

You need a goal to start believing 
Looking to your shadow for company 
Because emptiness it is deceiving 
You sit and laugh at how life can change 
Smoking at fifteen to socialise 
Waking up, lighting up in the rain 
Struggling to breathe at thirty-five. 
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All those lines on your face 
Say you're getting older.
Looking over your shoulder 
Waiting for something to go wrong 
Leave the ghostlight on. 
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Mum she raised you to be clever 
She went and gave you the world
But in her dreams she never thought 
That she'd abandon her little girl. 
Everyone told you how good it would be 
To fall in love, find your soul mate 
But on the edge of seventeen 
You discover that you're two months late.