What Presence?! - ORANGE JUICE

It may be my imagination

And of course I’m prone to exaggeration

But in the moth eaten gloom of my shabby room I saw the strangest manifstation

One possible explaination is that it was merely a trick of the light

But that’s little consolation

'Cause it’s gotten so that I can’t sleep at night!

What Presence?!

Steppin' out 'neath a harvest moon, steppin' out to the strains of this

self-same tune and it’s screaming in my ears