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I Woke Outside

V6

[Intro] [An antique music box plays a five-note descending melody, slightly out of tune. Melodic bass repeats the phrase. Chorused guitar and steady drums enter.] [Verse] [Female lead, intimate and slightly bewildered] I woke with mud upon my feet And salt upon my skin The window had been bolted shut I don’t remember leaving Mina says she found me there Above the harbor lights My nightdress caught upon the thorns My hair was full of rain [Chorus] [Haunting melodic female vocal] I went to sleep I woke outside Someone was calling From the other side I closed my eyes I crossed the line Someone was waiting In the pale moonlight [Instrumental] [Five-note music-box melody returns on bass and chorused guitar. Drums maintain a hypnotic steady pulse.] [Verse] [Female lead, a little more urgent] There’s a mark beneath my collar Like a thorn beneath the skin I covered it with powder But the color’s coming through They tell me I look tired They ask if I’ve been ill I say the air is colder here And all the windows rattle I heard a dog upon the hillside Howling at the sea And when I tried to shut it out I heard it calling me [Chorus] [Fuller female melody, slightly darker instrumentation] I went to sleep I woke outside Someone was calling From the other side I closed my eyes I crossed the line Someone was waiting In the pale moonlight [Instrumental] [Chorused guitars broaden into distorted sustained chords. Bass repeats the music-box melody. Cold synth notes drift behind.] [Bridge] [Drums soften. Music box alone beneath the vocal.] There’s someone standing in the dark Beyond the garden wall I can’t remember what he said I can’t remember him at all [Short silence] But when I hear the window move I always turn my head And when the footsteps fade away I wish that he had stayed [Final Chorus] [Stronger, increasingly haunted female vocal] I went to sleep I woke outside Someone was calling From the other side I closed my eyes I crossed the line Someone was waiting In the pale moonlight [Outro] [Drums fall away. Five-note music-box phrase repeats, increasingly detuned.] Mina, did you lock the door? I thought I heard it open. [Final unresolved guitar chord.] [End]