I am not asleep, I'm not awake, suspended in the in-between state, like voices encased in the breeze, I hear them as they call to me. Walk underneath the eye of the owls, cross the bridge made up of moonlight, the hand will hold you down, close your eyes, take no offer from them. Song within my bones, old as time, keep what you know, the light must stay with you 'til the end of time, graves mark the end of the world with you.🏁

I am not asleep, I'm not awake, suspended in the in-between state, like voices encased in the breeze, I hear them as they call to me. Walk underneath the eye of the owls, cross the bridge made up of moonlight, the hand will hold you down, close your eyes, take no offer from them. Song within my bones, old as time, keep what you know, the light must stay with you 'til the end of time, graves mark the end of the world with you.🏁