Dancing with a Ghost

She's dancing with a ghost Alone save for a single spirit And even that one soul is long dead Wandering, a dead soul, long since lost She can't feel a single touch Not even the fabled cold Nor a light static shock She's dancing with a crutch Despite the simple fact She cannot feel the ghost She knows it's there Swirling around in the black The ghost is dancing with the girl He can feel her warmth But not her hair Which fell around her face in a perfect curl The ghost had her in his arms Sad that she was so alone Save his own dead soul Lacking any of the living's charms The ghost twirled her around Feeling the pain of the dead The pain in his dead heart The pain of the chains where he was bound. In the dark they dance Keeping their pains apart Dancing in the dark Wishing for one last chance A ghost was dancing with a girl A girl was dancing with a ghost Swirling around in the black The two the only precious pearl Neither one can feel the other's touch Consumed by the pain of death Devoured by the pain that is life Only having each other to try to clutch The girl was dancing with a ghost Soon the dance was over The girl was consumed with the black And so they danced, ghost to ghost. She was dancing with a ghost.