and not always knowing the answers

and not always knowing the answers

the end where i began

the end where i began carey's lane in cork

the sacrifice was much too high

the sacrifice was much too high

day one hundred and one: with a rusty old rake in a pile of leaves

day one hundred and one: with a rusty old rake in a pile of leaves

day eighty-nine: goodnight neverland

day eighty-nine: goodnight neverland

day ninety-eight: bright lady be praised

day ninety-eight: bright lady be praised

day seventy-four: 'cause i'm just one of those ghosts

day seventy-four: 'cause i'm just one of those ghosts

staring at the truth till i'm blind

staring at the truth till i'm blind

and we're two birds of a feather

and we're two birds of a feather

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