The archers come to the edge of ferns
The wind it floats so cold with words
You're in and out of sleep tonight
It lead you to the shed to hide Breathing in the dark
They're finding where you are If you are, then you know the phone's tapped
The last of the maps are breaking codes
You've seen the night thieves
Like sharpened knife bleeds Through the moon shows, you're in reverse
The moon shows that you're in reverse Breathing in the dark
They're finding where you are Breathing in the dark
They're finding where you, you are Breathing in the dark
They're finding where you are Breathing in the dark
They're finding where you are