Those Nighttime Sounds

In the Moon garden I'm a scion Telling lies by the fire Tall tales grow taller still As silence changes hands Those nighttime sounds... Will wake you Nine times out of ten... You're not running for your life But don't trust my words this time Winter comes with the gnarly hands Reaching out for your fragile spine Twisting and tugging until you cannot breathe Your silence triggers them Stoke the fire Let it burn 'til dawn Those nighttime sounds... Will wake you Nine times out of ten... You're not running for your life But don't trust my words this time Those nighttime sounds... Ten times out of ten... Running for your life... Trust my words this time Frenzied noise from the undergrowth Arouses curious fear All my lies are told and now I hold A plea for some comeuppance Feed the fire Hope it burns 'til dawn Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass Nick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, Vocals