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ily, a modern sense of beauty ...as precious as your memory

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THAT THE GHOSTS WE'VE HIDDEN OR LEF...THE GHOSTS THAT SURVIVE ...FINDING PIECES OF A LIFE ...AN RUN FROM ALL THE MEMORY ...LOST INSIDE OUR MEMORY

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no bed in the heart of the ghetto ... chair in the heart of the city ...street in the heart of the ghetto ...ack are the streets of the ghetto ...s a room at the top of the heart of the ghetto ...Oh ghosts always watching...hem prayers by edge of the city ...s talk in the heart of the ghetto ...Memory thieves in the heart of the ghetto ...Don't want ghosts movin' on ... loose in the heart of the city ...Oh ghosts always watching

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I sleep to talk to ghosts like in the movies ...By the side of the road ...By the side of the road ...She's got the cool of a shade tree ...Yesterday's a memory ...By the side of the road ...She's got the cool of a shade tree ... I sleep to talk to ghosts like in the movies.

It's the hour of ghosts I'm the soul surivi...Memory silhouettes ...It's the hour of the ghosts

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y, it made me think of the life I led ...name or two and the ghosts just starts to roll...ld Modok do, if his memory got too full ...never get that kind of rest ...y got me nullifying ghosts

I dig the sound of the old street cars... winds stir the old ghosts ...He's in the hall of fame ...ered by a fat man's memory ...Her memory won't survive the m

A memory to carry on ...A memory to carry on ...To the lure of a night ...And the ghosts

Such a waste of time to let this po...And somehow the memory ...Of how complete we use...And somehow the memory ...Of how complete we use