Using Brakes from Light Years by Jacober

I like a ghost, a ghost
Ghost doesn’t notice me
Missing the coast, the coast
Where nothing bothers me

Things break around me
I keep going, never knowing why
Things fall down on me
I keep growing, whether rain or shine

Is this path set in stone
Are brakes useless, if so
Alone thinking of ghosts
Please no one bother me

Things break around me
I keep going, never knowing why
Things fall down on me
I keep growing, whether rain or shine

Things break around me
I keep going, never knowing why
Things fall down on me
I keep growing, whether rain or shine

Things break around me
I keep going, never knowing why
Things fall down on me
I keep growing, whether rain or shine

• Dance
• Exotica
• Pop
• marimba music
• Baltimore