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All of your friends told me to go out to St. Mary's ParkTo meet you at 10 and offer you my handAnd set to the darkAnd out in the woods we lit the latternsAnd looked for the placeWhere rust hung from treesThe callous of nature burned in its heelsThen a frightening glare where the house stood erectedWith light pouring throughToo soon for the sun and no road built for headlightsTo produce such a sceneHushDid you hear a voice low but hauntingNoOnly the wind howling distressDid I hear that? - yesAnd the rise of the fog as it kissed our necksAnd a screech as everything All swooped in on usAnd time has been erasedAnd the button eye'd witches have Soaked your heart in sootAnd the trees all held handsAnd closed in on usLetras de cancionesAs we fell to the groundAnd bolts from the sky cackled And all I could whisper was,"Hold on tightHold on tightlyDon't let go" From Letras Mania