The moon is down

Casting its shadow over the night-haunted town

Mystical figures under the silence of light



The trembling air

Drifts slowly unseen over the houses there

And echoes changing into the voices of night



On the edge of twilight whispering

Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper,

On the edge of twilight whispering

Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper



Elusive time

In limbo active in never ending mime

The edge of twilight into the darkness of day