It's time to light the lanterns
Keep them lit real bright
For someone's out there hunting
On this the darkest night
Each Halloween folks say
A creature breaks the veil
And runs off with a child
And therein lies our tale
Keep watch when you are camping
Or just walking in the park
You don't know if it's watching
To take you far into the dark
They say it is a moss man
Made of spanish moss and sticks
Light and ninja quiet
You don't know just who he'll pick
The story tells of many
Who've gone missing through the years
Some say it's just a legend
To play upon our fears
Look around the circle
See the person close to you
Hold their hand real tight now
Before they're taken too
Feel a breeze so soft and gentle
Hear the wind there in your ear
Take care now when you hear it
You don't want to disappear
A creature from the dark times
As old as time they say
A thousand years or older
Still, it's hunting to this day
Feel that tickle on your ankle
Hear that twig break there behind
Is it coming now to get you?
Or is it only in your mind
Keep the fire burning
If you are camping in the wood
And have somebody watching
For when it's out, it is no good
Do you listen to it's whispers?
Do you try to run away?
Protect yourself with light now
And live to see another day
It's waiting and it's watching
From a distance or real near
Is that the animals there moving
Or is it him that you may hear
No one know where he is hiding
Those taken, never seen
You don't know he's out there watching
Hiding in his coat of mossy green
They say it once was human
But, through magic, is no more
The moss man, is he legend
Or is the moss man local lore
Light the lanterns, and sleep tightly
Make it to the new days sun
Count all those around you
For tonight,you may lose one
Feel a tickle, hear a whistle
Hear a twig, or gentle voice
Sleep tightly or keep watching
It's up to you, you make the choice
Goodnight Campers.
Aug 10, 2019
Aug 10, 2019 at 7:13 PM UTC
It's time to light the lanterns
Keep them lit real bright
For someone's out there hunting
On this the darkest night
Each Halloween folks say
A creature breaks the veil
And runs off with a child
And therein lies our tale
Keep watch when you are camping
Or just walking in the park
You don't know if it's watching
To take you far into the dark
They say it is a moss man
Made of spanish moss and sticks
Light and ninja quiet
You don't know just who he'll pick
The story tells of many
Who've gone missing through the years
Some say it's just a legend
To play upon our fears
Look around the circle
See the person close to you
Hold their hand real tight now
Before they're taken too
Feel a breeze so soft and gentle
Hear the wind there in your ear
Take care now when you hear it
You don't want to disappear
A creature from the dark times
As old as time they say
A thousand years or older
Still, it's hunting to this day
Feel that tickle on your ankle
Hear that twig break there behind
Is it coming now to get you?
Or is it only in your mind
Keep the fire burning
If you are camping in the wood
And have somebody watching
For when it's out, it is no good
Do you listen to it's whispers?
Do you try to run away?
Protect yourself with light now
And live to see another day
It's waiting and it's watching
From a distance or real near
Is that the animals there moving
Or is it him that you may hear
No one know where he is hiding
Those taken, never seen
You don't know he's out there watching
Hiding in his coat of mossy green
They say it once was human
But, through magic, is no more
The moss man, is he legend
Or is the moss man local lore
Light the lanterns, and sleep tightly
Make it to the new days sun
Count all those around you
For tonight,you may lose one
Feel a tickle, hear a whistle
Hear a twig, or gentle voice
Sleep tightly or keep watching
It's up to you, you make the choice
Goodnight Campers.
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