(verse) If you didn’t keep watch From your patch by the wall, And I didn’t pretend I was frightened at all, We might miss the machines As they grind through the night, And wake to find hedgehogs With nowhere to hide. (verse) So stay by the doorway, Keep close to the ground, There are wheels in the darkness And men making sound. If the garden goes quiet And the last light is gone, I’ll know you’re still listening For what’s coming on.
