The scenery sets in
The unseen fingers slip in
Like mischievous elves at play
Not knowing what they delay
A sinister grin on his face
His eyes can lead you through space
The time of day can drift away
But what's to say when the clock decays
Fingers in the night Fingers in the sea
They avoid the fields But search for the tree
Fingers inside Finger on your fear
The hands that hold The keys to dreams
The hounds wait patiently
Biding their lives
They're hungry for that which they put down
You can't look to the sky with your head to the ground
And the mystic leaves are blowing out of control
Fingers in the night Fingers in the sea
They avoid the fields But search for the tree
Fingers inside Finger on your fear
The hands that hold The keys to dreams
Awake at dusk on the rails
The destination is destiny
A worldly visit on the wind
A lifetime to spend
Subconscious thought of a dream
Going in circles again
Time to settle downstream
Sit and watch the current spin
Fingers in the night Fingers in the sea
They avoid the fields But search for the tree
Fingers inside Finger on your fear
The hands that hold The keys to dreams