Night has spread its wings across the land,
Like a blackbird sweeping through the sky.
Walking with the darkness hand in hand,
I can't see, no matter how I try


Branches brush against my skin like claws,
Broken tree stumps try to make me fall
In this dark the danger quietly grows,
But I have to move towards the call.


As the time goes by, my eyes adjust.
Slowly, shadows starting to appear.
In my sense of vision now I trust,
I can tell the edge of the ravine is near

Walls of trees are now becoming sparse,
Moon can reach the ground through the tops.
Like a solitaire surrounded by stars