I walked the misty meadows late at night
I wasn't back until the morning light
They called me from the underground
And walked me down
I couldn't stop and turn around
Walked me under
I woke from restless slumber with a sense of fright
As the fog came crawling to invite
Without a sense of doubt I walked right out
Into a mesmerizing walkabout
They called me from the underground
And walked me down
I coudln't stop and turn around
Walked me down
Voices from the underground
Walked me down
In their choir I was bound
Walked me under
A mystic moon was lighting up the sky
I felt the spirits force me to comply
And when their choir was calling to invite
I walked the misty meadows late at night
