Ajar Lyrics

I smoke a cigarette

Hoping I forget

Her hair when it was wet

The videocassette

Unwound yet

Was found

In a television set

Regret

A memory is a ghost

Of what came too close

Smile don't overdose

I loved that spring the most

My life is 1998

I debate

If going back I'd translate

To a floodgate

Or an open grate

I walk straight

It got late

Fate

A memory is a ghost

Of what came too close

Smile don't overdose

I loved that spring the most

I play my guitar

Made no wish upon a star

Never got that far

Dredging through wet tar

I wonder where you are

Dreamed a dream bizarre

This is a poem ajar

I am a scar

A memory is a ghost

Of what came too close

Smile don't overdose

I loved that spring the most