(ęGary Hughes 1998)

As the fog moves in silence
Not a sound disturbs the peace of middle-earth
And the cold gloom seems timeless
As she waits to fall asleep on middle-earth

Where do we go to stop remembering
Where do we go to start again

Now the full moon is climbing
Through her window like a thief on middle-earth
To the black room she lies in
As she prays "my soul to keep" on middle-earth

Where do we go to find the remedies
How could we know, it never ends

It's a fear of the dark she's feeding
Through the tears as her heart despairs
And it tears her apart revealing
Every piece, every part is scared
It's a fear of the dark she's feeding
In her mind it's beyond compare
For there's no turning back, no leaving
While her fear of the dark is there

It's a nightmare, this island
She remains, her world in chains, on middle-earth
It's a private asylum
Locked away till daylight breaks on middle-earth

Oh, and after all, who can prepare for this?
We're just like candles in the wind (oh, oh, oh)

It's a fear of the dark she's feeding
Through the tears as her heart despairs
And it tears her apart revealing
Every piece, every part is scared
It's a fear of the dark she's feeding
In her mind it's beyond compare
For there's no turning back, no leaving
While her fear of the dark is there

Daylight is fading
So rest your weary head upon my cheek
For the measure of a day, the light is hours away
Tonight could hold the key to set you free

It's a fear of the dark she's feeding
Through the tears as her heart despairs
And it tears her apart revealing
Every piece, every part is scared
It's a fear of the dark she's feeding
In her mind it's beyond compare
For there's no turning back, no leaving
While her fear of the dark is there

It's a fear of the dark she's feeding
Through the tears as her heart despairs
And it tears her apart revealing
Every piece, every part is scared
It's a fear of the dark she's feeding
In her mind it's beyond compare
For there's no turning back, no leaving
While her fear of the dark is there

It's a fear of the dark she's feeding
Through the tears as her heart despairs
And it tears her apart revealing
Every piece, every part is scared
It's a fear of the dark she's feeding
In her mind it's beyond compare
For there's no turning back, no leaving
While her fear of the dark is.... there

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Other Recordings
Live at the Gods (CD 1998)
Bob Catley - Live in Belgium (VHS 2000)

Reissues
The Tower/Live at the Gods (CD 2000)