Non Specific Ghost Story

Simon Satori Hendley

From the corner of the room, theres movement, A moment of ice on skin
From an non specific place in the ceiling, the cobwebs form a grin

The house is just a house in the daylight, the park runs wild in the night
I thought i had them pinned and dated, now im afraid to check the files

She was just out of reach in the old haunts, I almost thought she was there
To be fair it was dark, and my mind plays tricks when allowed to wander where

It used to like to drink none specific coctails, with salt around the brink
Where we used to drink

Theres a unexplained sound of movement, a moment of ice run wild
From an non specific place in the ceiling, the cobwebs brave a smile
And theres a trace of somethign caught in the hallway, a patina of time in dust
I turn and face the face of my persuer, but im not ready just right now

She was just out of reach in the old haunts, I almost thought she was there
To be fair it was dark, and my mind plays tricks when allowed to wander where

It used to like to drink none specific coctails, with salt around the brink
Where we used to drink

Its not the way it used to be, perhaps it never was
Drinking to remember, forgetting all the loss
Dancing circles of protection, to nulify the fear
One more, one more, one for the road, but the road returns back here

Now the creeping fear advancing fro mthe corner, but nothing seems to mark its way
Im glad that it always stays behind me, im glad that anything stays

And theres a trace of somethign caught in the hallway, a patina of time in dust
I turn and face the face of my persuer, but im not ready just right now

She was just out of reach in the old haunts, I almost thought she was there
To be fair it was dark, and my mind plays tricks when allowed to wander where

It used to like to drink none specific coctails, with salt around the brink
Where we used to drink

She was just out of reach in the old haunts, I almost thought she was there
To be fair it was dark, and my mind plays tricks when allowed to wander where

It used to like to drink none specific coctails, with salt around the brink
Where we used to drink

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