Walking down the empty halls
I feel a tap on my shoulder
I hear distant laughter
I turn to see
That no one was behind me

Down the stairs I walk
I feel a tap on my shoulder
I hear distant laughter
I could have sworn someone walked past me
But no one was there
I was just imagining

Out of the solemn building I walk
Into the light of day
I look up at the clouds
And then at the field ahead

Many people I do see
But the field remains empty

And just then,
I feel a tap on my shoulder
And again, I hear the laughter
But I turn to see
That no one was behind me