A Moonlit Adventure
I walk through the forest at night,
Cause I know there’s not a soul in sight.
I hear the wolf howl to the moon,
Cause he knows that it will be full soon.
I hear the field mice cry and run from the owl.
I know what is beyond that lightning border is a soul;
And with frightening corruption that I long to know,
I fall asleep on the shore of a pond and awake by a drinking doe.