i saw a ghost in the station today,
my blood ran cold and my hands shook,
i could not help a second look,
in god's name why i cannot say,
our eyes they met and i stood still,
all the questions running through my mind,
what and when and how and why,
which man might know if it be god's will-
well she might have been just flesh and blood,
but not all the lost lie beneath dirt and mud,
fate loves a comedy and loves the laughs,
likes it best when the joke's on us,
might i see her again? i do not know,
but god willing i pray it may be so
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 5:29 AM UTC
i saw a ghost in the station today,
my blood ran cold and my hands shook,
i could not help a second look,
in god's name why i cannot say,
our eyes they met and i stood still,
all the questions running through my mind,
what and when and how and why,
which man might know if it be god's will-
well she might have been just flesh and blood,
but not all the lost lie beneath dirt and mud,
fate loves a comedy and loves the laughs,
likes it best when the joke's on us,
might i see her again? i do not know,
but god willing i pray it may be so
