With a magic spell and candlelight?
I believe in things we cannot see
The world's hanging over me
The glow keeps me company
Can I feel your hands on my arms?
Lavender blows through the room
I know it's not the ending yet
Sleep next to me like no one does
Oh, you're the only one
Oh, you're the only one
Oh, you're the only one
Oh, you're the only one
Pretty straight-forward image of a séance, likely to conjure the ghost of Emily’s mother (i.e. something heavenly she cannot see).