the light is on, the kitchen's neat.
my heart a clock, it does a beat.
the love was real, and it's agreed.
i wrecked too hard since you've been gone.
A ghost's a roomate at my home.
He calls me up - i got no phone.
I've made a tiny room for you,
in little box theater blue.
You're still alive, you breathe and sigh.
you live a life within my mind.
box theater
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