Ghost - Counterparts

Born of two; raised by four

I guess I took it all for granted

And only three remain

Even though you’re wounded

I know that you’re still here

I don’t blame you

You just can’t face the change

We spend our golden years as living ghosts

Caught in a constant state of purgatory

We are only burdened by our memories

Until the day they cease to exist

And we follow shortly after

Although I wonder if at any time

Our minds fell upon the same plane

I know they did

I just wish I had a chance to go back and appreciate it But we’ll always have the winter

And the snow that got you trapped behind the glass

You may be only a shell of the man that you used to be But I love you just the same

And I will until the day you’re gone

I just never know if I’m communicating with you or the disease

And even though I curse the idea of an afterlife

I still hope you’re taken care of You deserve to be at peace

Please don’t forget my face

I won’t forget to remember you