Rm 104 - the empty cave reading room

Specter

I couldn't keep my skin from crawling if I nailed it to the floor.

Two nights ago while I was driving,

I saw a girl walking I swear I've seen before.

My headlights seemed to penetrate her form.

She could not have been real, could not have been living.

I couldn't keep my skin from crawling if I nailed it to the floor.

This downward gazing girl, could she be an encore?

Or is my mind just creepily contriving?

I saw a girl walking I swear I've seen before.

Who was this girl that froze me to my core,

in black satin evening gown I was perceiving?

I couldn't keep my skin from crawling if I nailed it to the floor.

Was she an arousing apparition or misty metaphor?

Or just a girl in the shadows thriving.

I saw a girl walking I swear I've seen before.

Whether meant to be a charmer, or something to abhor,

In my mind she'll always be alive.

I couldn't keep my skin from crawling if I nailed it to the floor.

I saw a girl walking I swear I've seen before.