Haunting Season from Haunting Season by Caged Butterfly

The sign of the times are creeping in
let the sorrow and the misery begin
now all our painful memories start sinking in
my soul is dark like the pigment of my skin

The demons lurk among this city once again
the street lights blink as the spirit passes them
the wind blows with the voices trapped within
with the cadence of 1000 violins

I will walk these streets alone
a nomad searching for a home
left with nowhere else to go
watch as the darkness soon unfolds

The walls are closing in on you my friend
the time has come to answer for your sins
mistakes I've made resurface yet again
enslaved forever like the paper to the pen

I will walk these streets alone
a nomad searching for a home
In these empty streets I roam
watch as the darkness soon unfolds

• Alternative
• Folk
• Providence RI
• acoustic
• dark
• depressing
• indie
• indie rock
• lo-fi
• melancholic
• original folk music
• Providence