The moon is down Casting its shadow over the night-haunted town Mystical figures under the silence of light The trembling air Drifts slowly unseen over the houses there And echoes changing into the voices of night On the edge of twilight whispering Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper, On the edge of twilight whispering Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper Elusive time In limbo active in never ending mime The edge of twilight into the darkness of day