Dominic Sedgewick and Dylan Perez - Night Wanderers

They hear the bells of midnight toll
And shiver in their flesh and soul
They lie on heard, cold wood or stone
Iron, and ache in every bone
They hate the night, they see no eyes
Of loved ones in the starlit skies
They see the cold, dark water near
They dare not take long looks
For fear they'll fall like those poor birds
That see a snake's eye staring at their tree
Some of them laugh, half mad and some
All through the chilly night are dumb
Like poor, weak infants some converse
And cough like giants, deep and hoarse

Written by:
Samuel Barber

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