Sometimes I think If I hold you close enough For long enough That you might be jolted awake By that ticking clock And what once you shared With somebody else You might also wish To share with me

I am a ghost riddled with holes scrambling to fill before I am lost

ګهېځ چې راپاڅېږم د لمونځ پر ځای ستا انتظار باسم

در عمق فساد انسان نور حضورت راه مرا روشن می‌سازد