The moon is down

Casting its shadow over the night-haunted town

Mystical figures under the silence of light

The trembling air

Drifts slowly unseen over the houses there

And echoes changing into the voices of night

On the edge of twilight whispering

Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper,

On the edge of twilight whispering

Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper

Elusive time

In limbo active in never ending mime

The edge of twilight into the darkness of day