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