Ever Falls The Twilight (The Gothic Archies)

It's possible that even we were younger Our pockets full and never knowing hunger Charmed like sleepwalkers on a precipice Dreaming as one inside our chrysalis Out the summer windows, in through winter doors Ever falls the twilight on our jagged shores Where once was land of rare and rolling mountains The sea came in through all our golden fountains The truth is as sudden as a hailstorm And guides weary sailors to the maelstrom Out the summer windows, in through winter doors Ever falls the twilight on our jagged shores