If you listen closely to the cool night air,
I think that you’ll find some whispers there.
The silence isn’t quiet and the darkness isn’t black.
Don’t turn ’round too quickly when there’s someone at your back.
Visions from the shadows aren’t what they seem.
You’re seeing what you’re seeing and it isn’t a dream.
You may think you were chosen, but that isn’t the case
And if you try to touch them, they’ll vanish without a trace.
Life in the darkness has its own set of rules;
Step into the light and we’ll all seem fools.
Hear what you want, see what you will, try until
you can control it with your own free-will.
The night belongs to you and you to the night;
It’s a part of you, neither wrong nor right.
Voices in the darkness are nothing to fear,
even when the visions are blindingly clear
’cause the things that you see belong only to you,
and the words that you hear will never come true.