(c)2018 T. Wigmore Now when the moon is rising,blood -red, overhead,Shadows start to lengthen,Out behind the shed,A shining blade is wielded,Coming down, a flash of lightThe drips are indications ofThe wounded taking flight.And all I see is misery around. Through the darkened forest,The predator and prey,Weaving through the underbrush asNight transforms to Day,The sun will stop the running,The chase will have to endThe light of Day will finish,What the darkness had begun.And all I see is misery around. Instrumental There's a mist that's descended,A thickness to the air,And a stench carried by the breeze,Is one I cannot bear,And all I see is misery around,And all I see is misery around.

Backing arrangement (Ray Brookes) Additional Vocals (Keith Allen) Vocal and cello (Terry Wigmore)