I feel a strange energy in this place today
It's like being watched... it's like being prey
Not sure what it is, I look to and fro
Down the path, in the woods, to the spring down below
I make my way down, going slowly at first
I may not have gone, if not for my thirst
There's no sweeter water than here at this Spring
Only for that, would I brave such a thing
I am not alone, I'm here with two men
Surely with them, nothing bad can happen
What was that? I look up, way up in a tree
A creature is there, staring straight down at me
Time to go, my brain bleats, time to run, time to fly
From this place, from that thing, and its predator's eye!
