November 22nd 2001 4:45pm Testo

I walked down off the trail
Onto the wet leaves
And rotting wood
Under mossy branches
And stared listening
An airplane came from the west
The sound of a house's door
Teenage girls from the north
Faintly, and the almost black light
A tiny bird fell from nowhere Onto the wet leaves and sand at my feet
And the owls were aloud
On all sides of me
They gave voice to Mount Eerie
The dark unknown wild
Beautiful dark dark

Little bird in the leaves
Flitted and flew off
When I moved my leg
Flew off chirping through the dark forest
Turned around and my brother had left
The airplane circled around to the east
The door closed
And the pregnant house just through the trees
Flits fire the music was a float on the wide black ocean made by the owls echoing the night
The mountain loomed through the trees
With night vision
With long eyes
With the ghost With the dark voice
"What do you want?"
"What do you want?"
"I'm not telling."
"What do you want?"
"I can't say it."
"What do you want?"

Do not be afraid
The war of the worlds that's gonna come
Do not be afraid
Your whole body
Do not be afraid
The dark night on the unlit trail
Do not be afraid
There's nothing to do
You can't get away