Tungsten — The Opera House

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I’m running down
The hall again
I don’t know where
I don’t know when
The child’s gone
around the bend
Why she runs I can’t comprehend

And suddenly
They’re standing there
Woman in white
with golden hair
A man in black
I knew before
Grabs the child and slams the door

Nightmare
sows the seed of doubt
every time
they shut me out

Our psychic bond
Remains unspoken
But now these fears
They are awoken