Kids get lost
Lands out wandering
Bigger, blacker, things go following
Then into a patch of forest
Somebody once planted for this
Songs not over, phone's still ringing
Eyes still rolling, eyes still clinging
Something in the air starts singing
Radio's switched on and buzzing
Something in the wind starts humming
Something in the field starts haunting
Kids grow up and kids get numb and
Kids it's coming, kid's it's going to come
