Physical Medium

I've been told by someone I know she can conjure one's once loved
Producing ectoplasm and gold, summoning voices from the past
Can you hear the rapping on the wall? She's a physical medium!
From the past!
From the past!
From the past!
From the past!
From the past!
From the past!
She just won't let sleeping dogs lie
Producing old flames from the recesses of her mind
It's miraculous what she can do with the lights off and no eyes on her
Can you hear the rapping on the wall? She's a physical medium!
From the past!
From the past!
From the past!
From the past!
From the past!
From the past!
A beautiful visage seared into one's brain
Memories of one's once loved transcending our plane of existence
An ethereal beauty from beyond the hereafter
Pull the curtains of the spirit cabinet and take hold of the luminous hand
Can you hear the rapping on the wall? She's a physical medium!