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A Ghost

from Self​-​Titled by Ian Miles

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Like flags on falling tides
You grow colder as I grow more alone
These windows across your apparent chest
Pull me down like shifting riverbeds
I gaze into your emptiness
Looking with my eyes
Looking for a fire
You twirl, oh how you twirl
You dance, oh how you dance
and you wane
As you tip-toe across the tombstones

You come to me in my dreams
You call my name from thickest fog
Go ahead and boil these words down
Just to tell me what I really mean
But I know the winter’s coming
And the snow will show how off-white you are

I can smell you on the breeze
Moving across the open and empty half of the closet
There are footprints as in dust
Where your things are now just indents in the carpet
I don’t miss your voice
I just miss my haunted house

Where things moved when I wasn’t in the room
And where I could see you in the corner of my eyes

I don’t miss you I miss your ghost

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from Self​-​Titled, released January 25, 2010

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Ian Miles Spokane

Ian Miles is an independent singer-songwriter based out of Spokane, WA.
His Music has been described and "a little cool and a little weird – in a good way" and "very story-telling".
Sometimes mellow and bittersweet; a songbird at your window sill and at other times a thunderous full-throated roar of emotive stomping and hollering like a wild preacher of the end-times!
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