anja garbarek
word is out
Only for a second do they freeze  It's too easy to do it up here  Just a gentle push  And you'd be over the edge  So they let you slip in and out of sight   There is no moon  There is no breeze  And this won't turn out  The way you please   This place has been crossed many times  Never was there cause for worry  But there's creatures living here now  Who pray on anything that moves   There is no moon  There is no breeze  And this won't turn out  The way you please   Stop and strain your ears  It's scarcely more than a whisper  Still the word is out   You shoot to attention  Recognition is immediate  Answering is an instinctive reaction   There is no moon  There is no breeze  And this won't turn out  The way you please  'Cause no matter what was said  You know you're dead