Shadow in the Dark

Shadow on an open window's sill

A floorboard creaks

The dead of night is still

Stains on the carpet

Blood on the ceiling

Just a glimpse would send your senses reeling

Maybe you and they were worlds apart

It makes no difference to a shadow in the dark

Somebody there outside the door

The place the midnight caller's looking for

Markings from a ligature

A footprint for a signature

Only leaves the demons wanting more

Maybe you and they were worlds apart

It makes no difference to a shadow in the dark

Gather threads together for the loom

Each exquisite detail is exhumed

Logging each abrasion

Every laceration

Freed to feed a morbid fascination

Maybe you and they were worlds apart

It makes no difference to a shadow in the dark

Maybe you and they were worlds apart

Is there any love left there inside your heart?