Golden Frames - KT Tunstall

It was the middle of the night

When she found there was something

On her mind

Pointless to fight, 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

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

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

Woo-ooo…

Oh look into the Golden Frames

Step into the Golden Frames

Be careful of the Golden Frames