Can you see it?
Can you feel it?
It is coming
It is coming

Can you taste it?
Can you touch it?
It is coming
It is coming

Here it comes
From the sky
We must hide!
Or we will die

Don't look up
Don't look out
Don't you move
Shut it out.

It is coming

Is it coming?
Is it coming?

Where's the noise?
Where's the shouts?
Is it here?
I have doubts.

What's it called?
Is it bad?
Why not see
If it is sad.

It is nice
It is kind
It just wants
A home to find.

It can stay
We won't fight
If we play
We'll make it right.

Now I wake
And rub my head.
What a dream!
I say in bed.