Awake to the cracking of bones; to the scratch in my throat
Awake to every boy and girl, every heart that feels a swell
It's all so lovely, when you look at it just right
It's also stabbing me to sleep-
Needles long into the night
Suspended eventide can only mean one thing:
I'm a ghost of twilight, haunting neither night nor day
With one foot treading sweet rapture, and one foot in the grave
Asleep to the creaks and the groans; to the sounds of their sex
Asleep to all the promises, all the blessed days ahead
I want so much to keep this precious thing from harm
Then there's a part of me that wants to hold it lifeless in my arms
Because I got this chill in my bones, and a warmth on my face
I'm a ghost of twilight, haunting neither night nor day
With one foot treading sweet rapture, and one foot in the grave
Desperate for resolve, they're closer every day
The ghosts of twilight call, so now I'm joining them
I slept with faith, and found a corpse in my arms on awakening
I drank and danced all night with doubt, and found her a virgin in the morning