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Three Phantoms (A Phantasy)

from My Songs and Others' by Willy Gantrim

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Wandering alone through the streets of Laredo as the mournful procession left the grave/scurrying on home to the food upon the table without a second thought on being brave/but in that deepened darkness two eyes began a'drifting like a phantom when the hands meet at the top/and through the mystic mist, by the moon that's all a'lifting, and behind the ringing bells there came a knock/two guilty eyes look out, two vengeful eyes look in, two faces met each other at the door/"well, hello, it's me, I'm him. I'd like to come on in. If that's alright with you I'll beg of you no more./See the only thing's I'm cold, and the wolves attack my fold. My son was murdered then he disappeared."/"Well, I'm sorry for your losses, sir. The wind, it surely tosses, sir but strangers aren't allowed inside of here."/Then he went back in the house as quiet as a mouse as in the yard the wolves awaited his commands/but in the night he shook for a cowboy's life he'd took/he could still feel all the blood upon his hands/The drifting shadow faded into the park he waded. The starlit sky was bold above the square/But in the light of morning, with the sound of footsteps forming, two guilty eyes searched for someone who was not there/All the strangers passing by now make faces at the cries of three ghosts wailing in the night/The first one makes some sneer, the second makes some jeer, the third makes some afraid to look in the mirror.

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from My Songs and Others', released June 30, 2011

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