Apparitions from Apparitions by Manners

I saw your face
Staring down at me from a window across the street
You were there and then you disappeared
As if you vanished in thin air
I wondered if it was all a dream
I closed my eyes and opened them again
I stared at the place you should have been
I wondered if it all really happened

I walked around my town thinking about you
I thought that ghosts were disfigured and warped
but you were as pretty and as perfect as a rose
The next night I woke at 3:15 to find you sitting in your window
Your desperate eyes called me
and I was helplessly lost in your gaze, lost in way that you stared

I found myself waking up at night
obsessing with catching a glimpse of the way you glide
the sadness in your eyes was like an eclipse of the sun,
like a dark cloud choking out the sunlight
every night it was the same, I would wake up at 3:15
to find you beckoning me with those silver dollar eyes
I wanted to steal them and keep them by my bedside
I fell in love with the nights we shared
But with every night I grew more and more aware
of the space between us and the tension in the air
as I feel deeper into the depths of this love affair

• Punk
• experimental
• hardcore
• indie
• post hardcore
• Connecticut