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Just when I thought I could not be stopped (…) when I've broken every door, the ghosts of my life blew wilder than before (…) the simple life's no longer there, now the doubt (…) comes and goes, but leads nowhere. «the ghosts of my life», david sylvian

inside you the time moves and she don't fade (...) ain't it just like rain. «the ghost in you», the psychedelic furs