Creatures in the night 
Glimmering eyes 
Their thoughts dealing with fright 
But their hearts keep beating 
Creatures in the night 
Heading for the hills 
Saying “We are winter 
Have always been” 
Where the trees grow so tall 
It's nothing at all 
It's nothing at all 
You say we're getting close 
To the cold coast 
Creatures in the night 
Glimmering eyes 
Find out what could have been 
Heading for the hills 
And we just want our warm wishes to go 
And hear them hissing through the cold coast 
Where the trees grow so tall 
It's nothing at all 
It's nothing at all 
You say we're getting close 
To the cold coast