things Slip into the night I am the creature and I'll roam I've lived a thousand times before No longer waiting at your door I am the creature and I
Who flies above them all To the past the millions crawl Calling from another place Where the ancient memories awake Don't let them fade The everlasting
is always open There's a shadow in the hall And the bird is getting closer with A message in his claws There are noises in the attic There's a creature
the road Melt into pictures they cannot hold Release the modern mind, slip in and out of time The water turns to wine, dripping from the trees Creatures
From the web into the sky Three seeds go rolling by Rising high for all to see Through the branches of the trees And all is everywhere We leap through
