Thinking Ghosts

words and music copyright ©1978 by Howard Ashby Kranz

 

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1. I took a walk down Cooper Street; the lamppost where we used to meet

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seemed a different shape to me, but I can’t say why.

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But your old house still looked the same; it’s just the mailbox changed its name,

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and someone shut the light as I passed by.

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The big crack in the wall is still as good as new,

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but this side of the window’s got a different view.

 

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Chorus: And memories keep rolling in, where all the real things should have been. 

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They take another piece of me, each time they do. 

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This ain’t no way to help myself; I should be doing something else,  

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instead of sitting here thinking ghosts of you.

 

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2. I’m working in the grocery store;  I bag the goods and sweep the floor. 

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I’ve got no time to think, so it’s just fine with me.   

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I try to laugh; I try to hide; I still see you on every side. 

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The trouble is it’s never you I see. 

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The shelf is full of knickknacks I can’t throw away;

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my mind is full of sunsets from another day.                             Chorus

 

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3. I saw a dog that looked like Flak.  I smiled at him, but he snarled back. 

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Seems living things and I no longer get along. 

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I ran into Charlie on the rue.  We didn’t even mention you,

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but everything we did say came out wrong. 

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But Little Leon down the block’s still on my side. 

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When he saw me, he asked about you; I said you died.                      Chorus