The Phantom from Power Ballads by Carl HS

Space, space, space, oh
I can give you all the space you need to move away from me
Like you said, ends to means
And time will tell if we meet but not the way it’s been
We’ll see, this guy is still, still
Hoping that call will come to me one day
When I’m weak the phantom clings on
And the phantom’s too strong to move on
And the phantom’s too strong
Like before I’ve got pickles in the fridge
I even bought green tea, no caffeine
Like you wanted one eve
Sweet Lenore, my raven makes phantom calls
I even think it’s knocking on my door
Is it only me, my sweet Lenore
Hoping that call will come

• Experimental
• Idiosyncratic
• musical theatre
• thematic
• Stockholm