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