The sound of an owl deep in the night
Breaks into my dreams and open my eyes
How I wish a pair of wings to break too in your domains
My beautifully sinister creature of the night
You announce to me “the witch hour” is close to be
And there is no moon or star tonight
Nothing but the candles wick and trembling light
To warm up these September cold night
The shadow of a cat
Playing in the dark
The ghost of a child
Laughing in the park
The howl of a pack
Carried by the wind
And the first warm love inside my heart
If you knew where to look it isn’t that hard to find
Now blow up the flames and sleep tight
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