Currents of Nightshade

I can feel the walls turn sour
I can sense the ceiling low
I've got to reach the night sky
And feel it's moonlit glow

Deep in to
Shadows dream

Swim through the coldness of it
Lost in the darkness of it
I can taste the madness in the
Currents of nightshade

I can feel the air turn sour
I can sense the movement slow
I've got to reach the night sky
To feel it's moonlit glow

I've watched you
Suffer all my tension
I've watched you
Swallow down my tension

You wear a face under you cloak
And pray the world won't see
But late at night all wrapped up tight
You're alone and quivering

c 2002 Wade Summerlin