In the night when our mysteries howl to the moon
I can feel the shadows forming near in the dark
Sit still with me, what comes for you in the shadows?
No, you can't hold me
When the shadows form in the dark
No, you can't hold me
When the shadows form in the dark
The seasons are in retrograde
Summer winds are falling with snowflakes
Winters words from the birds that sing in the spring
Something's not quite right here
No, you can't hold me
When the shadows form in the dark
No, you can't hold me
When the shadows form in the dark