Winternight

Gazing out my window into a world of shadows

Snow is slowly falling, I feel something calling

Something is wrong in this landscape of ice,

and I can almost sense reality's demise

I rub my eyes, is this a trick of my mind?

But it seems that the world has changed

Confounded I feel a chilling wind,

and I realise there is snow in my room

And I see places I have never been

And I see things I have never seen

So I press my face closer to the glass

Staring out, oblivious of the time that pass

What was that under the oak over there?

Was there some kind of laughter in the chilly air?

A journey through ice in the winternight,

a place forever dressed in white

Reality fades in the winternight,

a land of shadows and moonlight

And that special mood is catching me

And I'm beginning to hear and see...

...faint voices whisper in the dark night

Weird creatures bounce just out of sight

And I see places I have never been

And I see things I have never seen