The Unrest
When the twilight slowly sets upon the land
You stand on the front steps, stare at the trees
When we wander past the will-o-the-whisps
You walk there as if in a dream
Stay here by my side
Heed not the night's call
Stay on the path we chose
Wait for our firstborn
Hear not the cries in the wind
Ward off the darkness
Mind not the whispers within
The songs of the unrest
When the moths waver behind the window pane
You lay by my side, wide awake
When the child inside you moves and turns
You let out a disquiet sigh
Stay here by my side
Heed not the night's call
Stay on the path we chose
Wait for our firstborn
Hear not the cries in the wind
Ward off the darkness
Mind not the whispers within
The songs of the unrest
Stay here in my arms
Stay here forever
Heed not the voices from dusk
The wail in the treetops