Ghost

It seems I had a dejavu

And saw the same one twice

The first one was you

The second a tricky shadow

I ask myself like movies

Can we see them again?

Can they appear as they were?

Even if. Can they talk then?

A hope for a conversation

To catch up and inform

But told that already they know

A soul without a form

Wonder if you understand

I carried on what you had

I wanted to become that man

You so longed to see him stand

But things are not what they were

Now they plant bullies on the road

They let you know how to live your life

And then you pay them for the toll

You told me the world was a kind

Of a place where like finds the like

Now I search for them and it seems

You find them part on a pike.

I wish it were you that I saw

I wish I could explain where things failed

I wish I could tell why things didn't grow

Or why things that fly no longer sail

I want your visit to be welcome

So we can compare what could've been

But which can I tell you there's at least some

Progress then when you've fled the scene

Now everyone's duly informed to know their place

There are lords and peasants, no in between

Every now and then we'll draw one with grace

Make them the star that paints the dream

So undecided if you should come or shouldn't

I'd like you know the things that I could

And ignore the things that I couldn't

But if you come back, can you tell me the things that I should?