The girl and the ghost
Sit in the corner,
Seem to have a lot to say.
Haven't seen each other in three years...
A few simple seconds slipped away, slipped away.
Commonly connected by something bigger,
A phenomenon that sets of the eternal trigger,
That lets a light through that usually goes around and around and around.
Meet in the corridor,
Touched fingers and walked right through.
Seemed so familiar and fearless,
Know each other like other people do.
