January 14, 2011 by Abode Camp in Smashing Pumpkins

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Blank page was all the rage
Never meant to say anything
In bed I was half-dead
Tired of dreaming of rest
Got dressed above the state line
Looking for you at the five and dime
Stop sign told me to stay at home
Told me you were not alone

Blank page was all the rage
Never meant to hurt anyone
In bed I was half-dead
Tired of dreaming of rest

You haven’t changed
You’re still the same
May you rise as you fall
You were easy, you are forgotten
You are the ways of my mistakes

I catch the rainfall
Through the leaking roof
That you had left behind
You remind me of that leak in my soul
The rain falls, my friends call, leaking rain on the phone

Take a day, plant some trees
May they shade you from me
May your children play beneath

Blank page was all the rage
Never meant to say anything
In bed I was half-dead
Tired of dreaming of rest
Got dressed above the state line
Looking for you at the five and dime
But there I was, picking pieces up

You are a ghost
Of my indecision
No more little girl






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