Something Strange .

Something Strange .

by Paul McCann 

When the daylights gone 

and the night falls down 

and there’s not a soul 

to be seen around 

then you hear a word 

and you jump with fright , 

because there must be 

something in the night .

On the hills at night 

when the moon is full , 

you will hear the sound 

of a creepy ghoul , 

you’ve got to be strong 

in the state you’re in,

because you know theres something in the wind .

When the mist comes down 

and you loose your way 

and you have a feeling 

that’s not ok .

You better close you eyes 

and make a fist 

because there is something 

there in the mist .

When the night has come

and you’re passing by 

There’s nowhere to run .

No need to ask why.

When the cold wind blows 

with no shelter there ,

and you’re almost froze , 

you better take care .

There’s something so strange .

Nothing you can do.

Something’s you can’t change .

It happens to you .

Something’s in the night,

something’s in the wind,

something’s in the mist,

underneath your skin .