An angel in the darkness.
A demon of the lamplight.
From shadow to shadow I lurch and I hide.
I’ve lost my identity.
I’ve lost my bearings.
I’m afraid of this beast down deep inside.
I don’t like leaving the house anymore. It’s become a chore and I hate it.
But I did leave. And I went far. Over 100 miles.
And I saw you. But you didn’t see me. I was right in front of you. You walked right passed me.
You looked right at me. You looked right through me.
I could have reached out and touched you. I could have reached out and snapped your neck.
None of you saw me. I wasn’t hiding. I wasn’t wearing a disguise. A couple of months and you forgot who I am.
if you ever need me, i’ll be that ghost on the street