what kind of film plays in your mind what finds you in what finds you out i look for your ghost almost every night i make up little signs that say you are alright it pours all downstream and falls at the mouth it runs all out again and comes back around love has a purpose love goes around easy to cast so hard to hold i followed your footsteps out onto the sand and they end at the part where water rush on the land the way we created sometimes at least it still finds me here and it offers no peace 