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