Soon there are eyes in the dark
Tongues in the breeze
That talk and talk
To cold reprise
Traffic sets up its uncertain tune
The night dresses down
Under bloody moons.
Under bloody moons,
Frost cracks the first of many frowns
Stories assemble then decide to drown
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