That's Not Sally's Song

I sense there's something in the air
A whisper soft
A shadow's snare
The night is cold
The stars don't care

Though I reach
I feel the chill
A quiet voice
It bends my will

It's the nightmare before Christmas
When the world feels so withdrawn
The clock ticks loud
The moment's thin
Tragedy dances in the wind

The trees they creak
The ground it sighs
The Moon looks down with hollowed eyes
And yet I stand
Though courage flies

Is this fate or just a dream
A broken thread
A tangled seam
Or maybe more than it would seem

It's the nightmare before Christmas
When the world feels so withdrawn
The clock ticks loud
The moment's thin
Tragedy dances in the wind
But you know, that's not Sally's Song