In the still of night
a shrill scream...

A single raindrop
disrupts calm waters...

The shopping mall
was still quite empty...

Modern day living
urban blocks of depression...

...they came every Friday
to their bench by the lake...

As frozen tears thaw
to rest upon a petal...

Spring-time carnival
air abuzz with excitement...

Emmerdale Farm plays
as you sit there...

....and, that's where I found you
asleep on the garden swing...

There wiz a maid wae auburn hair
an' oh sae fair o' face...

It's dark as I lie here...
The rest of the house still nestled in sleep...

Alley cats howling...sensing fear
hackles up, evil is near...