Half-Light

Half-Light (暗光) - Orenda Fink

O Lord of the Lost

Lead to the swamp

In half-light

Where our shadows move

Black water pools

And Spanish moss

This is when you feel us most

When the light slips away

And the old songs carry

In the wind

Bound by the great oak

Remains of home

We are the long-gone

Oh whispering ghosts

Days long ago

And silver-grey hair

This is when you feel us most

When the light slips away

And cicadas begin

To sing

You feel the eyes

The waiting eyes

Our shape takes root in half-light

You feel the eyes

The watching eyes

Blinking along the edge of darkness

This is when you feel us most

When the light slips away

And the old songs carry

This is when you feel us most

When the light slips away

And the old songs carry

In the wind