If you're out in the salty air,nyou must be awarenof the song in the wind.nnIn a place between the wavesnkept inside a cavenin the salty seannBut it chills to the bonenit cuts it wipes it crawlsnit cleans, we know.nnBut oh nontonight's the night's shy boynoh stand alone in the quiet clear in the twilightnof the morn.nnnBut as the children grow,nthe mothers know.nThe beings fill their little scullsnnThey said they were the darknessnand they were here to finish usnin sorrow I'll believe.nnA whisp, a will,na cat uphillnwhy do you thrill menin the quiet clear in the twilightnof the morn.