The Creature

I was taken by surprise the other day Climbing through the window to see me A figure from my grave Forgot, remembered, then forgot again Traffic they're running this way and that Stepping up in my way In my sight I, I look the other way I, spinning like a ghost, a ghost in the eyes I was taken by surprise the other day Coming through the brick dust at speed A host of angels In the bath, I leaned back and forth Baptized me and all my heaven soaked In holy child's play Ooh, making a game I, slip over on the tiles I, spinning like a ghost, a ghost in the eyes Stop Instead of believing something's there It seems to step beyond me (and a figure of eight) And now my teeth are falling out my mouth and I see (not quite) That I reach out before it, but I'm still overextending All the muscles between my ribs and my spine are sleeping I melt into a figure of eight and all my eyes are snapped (crooked sleep) And then it's just a step beyond me