Bayou - Night at the Door | Текст песни

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• Bayou
• Night at the Door

In the night while the wolves sleep
I felt it standing in the doorway watching me
and I thought about the Wolands and Behemoths
wanting to stay with me, enact my darkest dreams.

They must've heard via my thoughts or something
that I'm never feeling right when I can't see where I'm going.
Well the night is at my door now, laughing where I lay
it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, coming to take me.

In the night while the wolves sleep
I felt it standing in the doorway watching me
and I'd like to walk slow with patience but the,
the urge to make a dash picks up my feet real fast.

I must've learnt from my mum or something
that a room without a light sends the creatures running.
Well the night is at my door now, laughing where I lay
it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, coming to take me.