Outside the city
The sunset died away
Mist is rising dripping out on my gown
Across the flatlands
Where swamps absorbed the day
Ghostly lights through the night lead me down
The woods a little way

Turn the pages of the foliage and admire
The book of misty night
In the deep woods witches dance beside the fire
I follow distant light

Before I've walked on
I drop my pack and froze
At the edge of the depths luring me in
Hidden by the starlight
Not far or not too close
The old man who I will never be
Mourns for the boy I was

Turn the pages of the foliage and admire
The book of misty night
In the deep woods witches dance around the fire
I follow distant light