Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
Nina Persson
What if we were scary bats with great big fangs and claws?
If you were teeny tiny, I'd be twice as big or more
Would zoom around like lightning and dive down in the twilight Flapping through the tall treetops and parks and woods at midnight
Blood curling cries with screech to fill people we dread
Our cries and shrieks would be enough to wake and raise the dead
We'd go hanging upside down like bats, so don't you do Frightening our latest just because we wanted to
And we'd go flying through the starry night hanging up in all day long
And creep inside and go to sleep in someone's clean long jumps