The houses lined in rows
The windows cracked and broke
The autumn air was cold
In our haunted home

They come from underneath
Out there beyond the trees
Covered in dirt and leaves
While we all sleep

The gate was open wide
They pass through sound and sight
Through smoke and glowing lights
They walk the streets tonight

We think we're safe and sound
Here in our roosting towns
Celestial skies and ground
The Wilderness is now

And in the wind I heard
A dark hex of words
Rustling through the air
With the restless birds