Ghost

"Lock all the windows
I know it sounds simple
You never know who's listening

Turn off the TV
I know it sounds crazy but
I can feel you coming in

'Cause there's a ghost in this house
When he sings it sounds just like you
When he falls it brings me down too

So I put myself to sleep and
And the birds out on the street
They keep talking about the year
I can hear it

Does it get easier to do?
Does it get
Does it get easier to do?"

(Ghost - Robyn Dell´unto)

Só pra te lembrar que quando você cai, invariavelmente, me derruba também.