14:23

Doesn't seem to understand
though,
I don't know where he's been -

I'm too frightened of his
darkside,
with all his dirt and pallor -

I'm sat safer on the
inside,
where the wind will lose his power -

Yet the wind keeps knocking on my
window,
of that I have no doubt -

It's the faintest sound of
tapping,
now he's trying to get out.