Laying awake in the middle of the night
Too afraid to sleep
Unable to face what lies in the land of night
Whispering things you swear are real
Waking up in cold sweats every night
A noise penetrates the silence
A rustling of braches
Nothing to be afraid of
Right?
Until you hear them speaking
"Meet me in the place where sun and shadows collide"
So many times heard
And never believed
Where is it you breathe
"Behind the mountain at the last light of day"
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