Creeping up the blind side, shining up the wall,
Stealing through the dark of night.
Climbing through a window, stepping to the floor,
Checking to the left and the right.
Picking up the pieces, putting them away,
Something doesn't feel quite right.
Help me someone, let me out of here,
Then out of the dark was suddenly heard...
Welcome to the home by the sea.
- By Genesis
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