in a dream i saw you walkin
like a kid alive and talkin, that was you.
in the classroom you were teachin'
on the streets you were policing, that was you.
to the one i now know most
i will tell them of your ghost like a thing
that never, ever was.

and all that ever mattered will some day turn back to batter like a joke.
behind thin walls you hid your feelins
take four legs to make a ceilin like a thing.
in a dream i saw you walkin
with your friends alive and talking, that was you.

well i saw it in your movement
and even though you never knew it
well, i knew, just how sweet it could be
if you'd never left these streets.

you had me worried! so worried
that this would last
but now i'm learning
learning that this will pass

Tomado de My morning jacket.

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