The Willo

Another day turns into nightthe golden hours fade out of sightthe twilight soundsa gentle mist falls on the groundthe ghost light against the skydrawing closer to the pyre

Blue green light burning brightpermanent unchanging sightacross the fensalmost there but never quiteagainst the nightwatching you but you don't minduntil the day when you look downthe earth has moved away

Into the dusk for many milesthe willo leads you off the pathit understands that we're not frightened of the dark

Blue green light burning brightpermanent unchanging sightacross the fensalmost there but never quiteagainst the nightwatching you but you don't minduntil the day when you look downthe earth has moved away

The ghost light that haunts the skieswants to show you how it hidesa shady past, a sad eyed lieit's all around and it's alive

Onwards into the twilightsorting in the wind at nightgrowing strong with every stepforcing every chance I get