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Black fins, waiting for the tide to roll Back in, soaking in the sun and I know It's just another little piece of ocean trash and Not you, just a little ghost I keep around A funny shadow always hanging out If your ashes sprang to life, would you just let me down? Would you leave those kids again and kick 'em outta town I guess we'll never know, I'll just be here wondering What made you choose to go? The day that you went down to Mexico To Mexico Black fins, full of life again and suddenly It's all pretend, every manic word you wrote us Now there's time to mend, every broken heart that you left In your gust of wind, no more little ghost I keep around No more funny shadow in my house If your ashes sprang to life, would you just let me down? Would you leave those kids again and kick 'em outta town? I guess we'll never know, I'll just be here wondering What made you wanna go? The day that you went down to Mexico Black fins, one more metaphor for scuba gear Black fins, wish I would've known you through the years Black fins, wish I never went to Illinois Letras de cancionesBlack fins, filling up on milk and chips ahoy Black fins, black fins Black fins, black fins Black fins, black fins Black fins No more little ghost I keep around No more funny shadow in my house No more little ghost I keep around No more funny shadow in my house No more funny shadow in my house No more little ghost I keep around From Letras Mania