A Voice

What's this black shadow Floating through the corner of my stare When I turn to look and know It's never there Who is my ally? I'm never sure Listen again I'm not really your friend This voice so dry I just never try to hide Listen again I'm not trying to pretend Started on a dark spring night Many years ago Took a pill that took me on a flight On a plain just above my own And I saw many figures With no face but many words Listen again I'm not really your friend This voice so dry I just never try to hide Listen again I'm not trynna pretend