Shadows of the night, falling silently
Echo of the past—calling you to me.
Haunting memory, veiled in misty glow,
Phantom melody, playing soft, and low.
In this world that we know now
Life is here, then gone.
But somewhere in the afterglow,
Love lives on and on.
Dreams of long ago meet in rendezvous,
Shadows of the night—calling me to you.
calling me to you.
--Robert Cobert
Dark Shadows