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Poetry come to life through Backpacker Hip-Hop
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #3,432
Peak in subgenre #48
Rights
2005-2007
Uploaded
January 04, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 2:37
Story behind the song
Needed to vent , needed to tell a story , So ... I just told mine, Hope you enjoy =)
Lyrics
'Twas a long road and he was walkin alone
Never had - never ask -never wanted to know
He was a ghostwriter - He was walkin alone ...
Never had - never asked - never wanted to know
He was a ghostwriter - Never walkin alone
Just a kid - with a pen - never wanting to know
He was cold , he was young, he was tender to touch ,
Never cried , never lied never askin for much ,
He was the young one ,
He had loved none ...
He was the boy with the pain ,
Never loved - never hugged
He's the shunned one ,
He would dream of world full of hope
But his dream was a dream just a mist in the smoke,
Just a mystical joke , just a whimsical hope ,
Just a page in the book which he turned to and wrote.
Never asked never wanted to know ... Never wanted to know ...
Never asked never wanted to know ...
That his dream was a mist in the smoke , Never wanted to know
He's a boy never hopeful
Never giving hope to
Places , faces ... none of them were soulful ,
None of them were hope-filled
Everyone was empty ,
He was whole ... all alone
Knowlege made him wealthy ,
Made him king ,
Made him sing , no one ever heard him
All alone in a world
Nothing's ever perfect ,
Nothing's ever crystal ,
Nothing's ever there ...
No one ever felt him ...
No one even cared .
No one payed attention
Ever even mentioned
A single skill
So he built , a world of his own ,
In the page he'd relate with .
Crafting the faces of the nation he'd dictate in.
It's a long road and he was walkin alone
Never had - never ask -never wanted to know
He was a ghostwriter - He was walkin alone ...
Never had - never asked - never wanted to know
He is the ghostwriter and he's walking alone
Just a kid - with a pen - never wanting to know
In the book he would write
In the middle of the night ,
He would spread ,
He was dead ,
Now he'd risen to glow ,
He had risen to flow
He had risen to write ,
In the book he would flow till the end of the night.
With his pen he would craft the world ,
Craft the swirls , Craft the seams , Craft the dreams
Cast the cast that plays the show ,
With a script he would flip the thunder and rain to snow
Pain would go , Plains would grow
Grass and trees , Eagles slash the scenes ,
Soaring like a plane thru breeze.
Lakes and seas ,
Making dreams
The ghostwriter through his deeds behind the scenes
Would plant the seeds , and grow the leaves , he's the one responsible for all of these.
It's a long road and he's walkin alone
Never had - never ask -never wanted to know
He was a ghostwriter - He was walkin alone ...
Never had - never asked - never wanted to know
He is the ghostwriter and he's walking alone
Just a kid - with a pen - never wanting to know
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