Mind your step
But be fleet
There's no need to panic
But we're losing the light
And we haven't built shelter
And it's starting to rain
What if he's watching
What if it comes from the sky
What if it bites
What if we're bitten
What if we're snatched up by our sleep in disguise
What if we're bitten
Then you boil with fever
Lucid, Helpless
Hopeless and cold