I walked the misty meadows late at night I wasn't back until the morning light They called me from the underground And walked me down I couldn't stop and turn around Walked me under I woke from restless slumber with a sense of fright As the fog came crawling to invite Without a sense of doubt I walked right out Into a mesmerizing walkabout They called me from the underground And walked me down I coudln't stop and turn around Walked me down Voices from the underground Walked me down In their choir I was bound Walked me under A mystic moon was lighting up the sky I felt the spirits force me to comply And when their choir was calling to invite I walked the misty meadows late at night