Myth and Monsters

It was darker than a dozen midnights In a dreary and miserable Georgia swamp All seemed hopeless, lightning bugs on the lens The magnetic compass swirling all around us And so it was also the edge of time As barren fields yields up their magic From the darkness of the night Ancient terror is awaiting us If we so choose to step through They told us we would be wise If in fact, we did not even go Though we were unaware The comets return to earth. In fact, this is what we came for As children, we wish for many frivolous things We played together in the midnight shadows Though now that we are full grown adults Looking for real or unreal monsters out there From all the X-files and Internet blogs read The night shadows are very different indeed As we go in search of what is truly out there