These quiet nights
Fills me with a pleasant sound
Like the lonely hound,
Barking at the moon.

A blurry face
Changed me in a silent way
Without any color I may
Be found on the ground

I am the cold wind
Blowing down your neck
You will see me, I'll be right behind

I am the cold wind
Shivering threw your spine
Can you feel me now, trying to find

Calling you all back

Shaping you to what I think best
Notice me so i can rest
Calling you all back