| Riding up the alley in the rain
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| No lights to show the way
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| How could this ever be their home?
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| Through the darkness you could only see
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| A giant shadow that swells to be
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| A house where evil rules at night
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| And the shadows at the gate
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| They seemed to be alive
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| Yeah, the shadows at the gate -- alive
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| Everything inside was left untouched
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| Except for what the rats had got
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| And the dust of time that showed its mark
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| Armed with candlelight and open eyes
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| Through the dark they fought their way
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| 'Til every room was lit again…
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| And the house began to breathe
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| It seemed to be alive
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| Yeah, the house began to breathe -- alive
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| As the candlelight began to fade
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| And Jonathan said, «Let's go to bed.»
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| The fireplace had ceased to burn
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| Both were fast asleep before the dawn
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| Dreaming, dreaming
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| And they did not know about the shadow
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| Yeah, the shadow on the wall, it really came alive
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| Yeah, the shadow on the wall -- Sunrise! |