In the Moon garden I'm a scion
Telling lies by the fire
Tall tales grow taller still
As silence changes hands

Those nighttime sounds...
Will wake you
Nine times out of ten...
You're not running for your life
But don't trust my words this time

Winter comes with the gnarly hands
Reaching out for your fragile spine
Twisting and tugging until you cannot breathe
Your silence triggers them
Stoke the fire
Let it burn 'til dawn

Those nighttime sounds...
Will wake you
Nine times out of ten...
You're not running for your life
But don't trust my words this time

Those nighttime sounds...
Ten times out of ten...
Running for your life...
Trust my words this time

Frenzied noise from the undergrowth
Arouses curious fear
All my lies are told and now I hold
A plea for some comeuppance
Feed the fire
Hope it burns 'til dawn

Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass
Nick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, Vocals