I hear them often, though I hesitate to tell Darkness comes and the rhythms begin Faintly filling the air with a joyful noise Floorboards creak and shift in pattern From front to back and side to s…
I hear them often, though I hesitate to tell Darkness comes and the rhythms begin Faintly filling the air with a joyful noise Floorboards creak and shift in pattern From front to back and side to s…
