It was the middle of the night. When she found there was something. On her mind. Pointless to right there was. Nothing to be done about the. Persistent nature of it. Emanating from the doorframe. Was a hum that grew into a roar. Followed by the light. Followed by the light. Followed by the terrible light. (Chorus). In my life I’ve never seen. Anything quite like it. And I‘ve been around for years. With the eyes of a bird me. And the nose of a fox me. I’m prepared but I’m scared. It’s coming for me. She was popular and pretty. Everybody knew her name. You couldn’t count on the walls. Of the kitchen all the. Pictures in the golden frames. Oh the pictures in the golden frames. But she was followed by the light. Followed by the light. Swallowed by the terrible light. (Chorus). Wo-ooo…. Oh look into the Golden Frames. Step into the Golden Frames. Be careful of the Golden Frames