on chilly nights the hills at rest
keep secrets known by few
the calling crow
the stalking fox
the shivering morning dew
could tell a tale
to prick your brain
with thoughts you've never guessed
the mysteries seen by rolling hills
could drive a man insane
on chilly mornings just like this
the hills reveal it all
the things they know
hid under rocks
becomes a misty wall
a rising trail
of secret things
concealed inside the mist
the good the bad the scary thrills
depart on misty wings