The land is dark, the moon is full
The midnight creatures want to stir
The veil between the worlds is thin
The land is old, the evening young
Change is coming to us all
Shall we call the wisdom in?
Mists are in the breeze, and the leaves are off of the trees
Stars are burning bright in the sky
On this night, what will happen to you and I?
I feel the chill that's in the air
Winter's on its way too soon
A short moment till the frost
The harvest done, the fire laid
We should be ready for the change
We paid the price to count the cost
Mists are in the breeze, and the leaves are off of the trees
Stars are burning bright in the sky
On this night, what will happen to you and I?
I want to know would they be proud
Of the lives that we have made?
Would they see themselves in us and dare we ask
Or let it fade?
The memory of the former days is like a boat that rows through time
It picks us up and leaves us there until we scramble back to life
The land is dark, the moon is down
And we have learned what we have sought
The veil between the worlds is slight
The land is old the evening done
Change will happen, let it come
So shall we turn in for the night?