Sometimes I feel it in my fists.
I'm a ghost to some that I don't miss.
Cutting my teeth and time with new routines.
I know the streets are dark but you don't have to leave alone.
Hey, can I walk you home?
I know it's late but I can't call it a night yet.
Shit, where are we?
If you can read my mind, then smile back in the street light.
With you around, there's nowhere else I need to be.
I hope you know, to me, you're glowing.
I'll go but I know time won't change a thing.
Can't erase, and won't trade any second of holding any off-key notes that I can yell your way. Can I yell your way?
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