Well, trouble comes to my house
Nothing I can do is going to stop it
Well trouble comes, I don't know how
A crack in the footpath, a blink of an eye
Gather 'round here, all my friends
Gather here, all you voices in the dark
The shadowland is upon us
Gather 'round, and hold my hand
Now everything I had is now beyond me
And everything I took for granted, God grant me now
Gather 'round here, all my friends
Gather here, all you voices in the dark
The shadowland is upon us
Gather 'round, and hold my hand
Take me back to where I was, take me back to where I thought I belonged
Consigned to lore, resigned to the score
I can still crack a smile and make ‘em laugh
Gather 'round here, all my friends
Gather here, all you voices in the dark
The shadowland is upon us
Gather 'round, and hold my hand
Gather 'round here, all my friends
Gather here, all you voices in the dark
The shadowland is upon us
Gather 'round, and hold my hand