silhouette

Matt and I saw a spaceship 
We watched it creep across the sky.
From the weak porch light we traced the faint blip
Safe in our sleeping bags outside.
We talked of ufos and bigfoot
Until we closed our eyes.
Soon my dreams were interrupted
And I awoke  sometime in the middle of the night.

I raised my head to look around me
Roughly twenty yards away
Stood a silhouette looking down at me
By the garbage cans in the alleyway
I just froze staring at that shadow
Who seemed to be watching as we lay
Wondering who else had seen our spaceship,
We called the radio station the very next day. 

Then we talked all through the morining
But I never mentioned my shadow man
Ten years later matt confessed to me
He'd never slept  outside again.

Words adapted by M Johnson from a short story by K Sampsell
Music by m johnson ©2008 zubsongs, ltd.