Moonlit shadows dance upon the water's edge
Searching for a place to call home.
They've lost their way
Slowly moving here and there,
Living in a state of unrest.
Born each night, only to be devoured
by the morning sun.
They accept this fate
For they are shadows of the night.
Moving helplessly across the water
Never reaching where they need to be.
They cannot escape the moon's might grasp.
So here they remain,
Shadows of the Night.