As the cheerless towns pass my window
I can see a washed out moon through the fog
And then a voice inside my head breaks the analogue
"Follow me down to the valley below
Moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul"
I survived against the will of my twisted folk
But in the deafness of my world the silence broke
"Follow me down to the valley below
Moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul
Follow me down to the valley below
Moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul"
This cold world is not for you
So rest your head upon me
I have strength to carry you
(Ghosts of the twenties rising)
(Golden summers just holding you)
Follow me down to the valley below
(Follow me follow me down)
Moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul
Follow me down to the valley below
(Follow me follow me down)
Moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul
WRITERS
Colin Edwin Balch, Gavin Richard Harrison, Richard Barbieri, Steven Wilson