The lantern threw the trees across the track
As we approached the town, as if to say
There was no time at all for turning back:
Already light had fallen from the day.
We had no need to slow, the town so near
Where we could find somewhere at last to stay.
Faint moon, the stars beginning to appear
Against the sinking of the evening sky;
We knew that soon the darkness would be here.
But no, we felt no need to question why.
Ahead the village lights stood white and clear
Where our two tracks met in a single tie.