Wind pulls a silent chains
To shake the hillside gra** awake
A falcon presses up against
A birch tree in a thin white dress
Every road gonna disappear
The fate of man is still unclear
I think you should come by here
Tonight tonight tonight
Moon, cast your finery
Lilies, stretch your throats neck to see
Flowers like a mess of bones
Blouses open to the soul
Every road gonna disappear
The fate of my heart is unclear
I think you should meet me here
Tonight tonight tonight
Proclamation bones: day leaves me all alone
Night has a secret place, always ripe for a few more days
Move and dishevel me
Wet field, muddy stream
Raise my gla** like an insect wing
Come on night spell pa** through me
Every road gonna disappear
The fate of man is still unclear
I think you should stay right
Tonight tonight tonight