The Unrest

When the twilight slowly sets upon the land

You stand on the front steps, stare at the trees

When we wander past the will-o-the-whisps

You walk there as if in a dream

Stay here by my side

Heed not the night's call

Stay on the path we chose

Wait for our firstborn

Hear not the cries in the wind

Ward off the darkness

Mind not the whispers within

The songs of the unrest

When the moths waver behind the window pane

You lay by my side, wide awake

When the child inside you moves and turns

You let out a disquiet sigh

Stay here by my side

Heed not the night's call

Stay on the path we chose

Wait for our firstborn

Hear not the cries in the wind

Ward off the darkness

Mind not the whispers within

The songs of the unrest

Stay here in my arms

Stay here forever

Heed not the voices from dusk

The wail in the treetops