Elliott Smith — From the Poisoned Well

I'm a ghostwriter For an ocean in a shell From the poison well In a corridor By a picture in a frame Of a man with no name Don't get backed into a corner Talking to yourself Come on back to me My bright tomorrow If you feel hollow Well, it's probably 'cause you are Well at least so far I think of you with hesitation I think of you too hard Come on back to me But don't make me sorry I'm a ghostwriter For an ocean in a shell From the poison well From the poison well


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