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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=63880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Miss Ghost</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(don henley/stan lynch/jai winding)<br>On a misbegotten, moonless night<br>I stumbled in my door<br>Disgusted with my circumstance<br>Soaked to every pore<br>When floating from my bedroom<br>Came a moaning and a sigh<br>oh, Ive had one too many<br>Its just the wind, says i<br>I lit up a cigarette<br>And I poured a good, stiff drink<br>You see, I needed to compose myself<br>I needed time to think<br>No sooner had I settled down<br>The moaning came again<br>Drifting through the silence<br>Like some otherworldly violin<br>I bounded up the staircase<br>I went slippin and slidin down the hall<br>You know, Ive been around the whole, wide world<br>But I was not prepared at all<br>Uninvited visitor, unsuspecting host<br>well, I see youve made yourself at home.<br>Good evening, miss ghost.<br>Youre more beautiful than ever<br>I feel just like a kid<br>And I commence to trembling<br>When I think of all the things we did<br>Skin as pale as marble; lips as red as blood<br>Imagine my surprise, my dear<br>I thought that you were gone for good<br>You look so lovely lying there<br>All stretched out on your back<br>But Im the one whos strung up here<br>On old temptations rusty rack<br>And in the wee small hours<br>Is when I miss you the most<br>And I confess it, I have missed you<br>Miss ghost<br>I threw open the window<br>And I howled at the rain<br>And I cursed the weakness of the flesh<br>This breath and boneand this brute, reptilian brain<br>What dirty tricks the mind can play<br>In the lonely dead of night<br>When you bump into the shadow<br>Of a faded love that wasnt right<br>Way down beneath the surface<br>Far beyond the light of day<br>So many things lie buried deep<br>And baby, they should stay that way<br>Oh, my wicked, little habit<br>Weve really made a mess<br>Everythings been trivialized<br>In our vain pursuit of happiness<br>And even though youve come for me<br>I wont go back with you<br>To some temporary heaven<br>Down some empty, dead-end avenue<br>But its been so good to have you here<br>And I propose a toast<br>heres to seeing through you<br>Miss ghost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Don Henley - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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On a misbegotten, moonless night
I stumbled in my door
Disgusted with my circumstance
Soaked to every pore
When floating from my bedroom
Came a moaning and a sigh
oh, Ive had one too many
Its just the wind, says..."></div>
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