Sanoja: KT Tunstall. Tiger Suit. Golden Frames.

It was the middle of the night
When she found there was something on her mind
Pointless to fight, there was
Nothing to be done about the persistent nature of it

Emanating from the door frame
Was a hum that grew into a roar
Followed by the light, followed by the light
Followed by the terrible light

In my life I've never seen
Anything quite like it
And I've been around for years

With the eyes of a bird, me
And the nose of a fox, me
I'm prepared but I'm scared
It's coming for me, it's coming for me

She was popular and pretty, everybody knew her name
You couldn't count on the walls of the kitchen
All the pictures in the golden frames
All the pictures in the golden frames

But she was followed by the light
Followed by the light
Swallowed by the terrible light

In my life I've never seen
Anything quite like it
And I've been around for years

With the eyes of a bird, me
And the nose of a fox, me
I'm prepared but I'm scared
It's coming for me, it's coming for me
It's coming for me

Oh, look into the golden frames
Step into the golden frames
Be careful of the golden frames