Ready Or Not

Footseps rising to an alarming tempo,
i turn around but no ones there though,

My breathing rises just like a scale,
i see whats behind me and begin to wail
this must be some kind of scherzo,
but my mind goes blank and im tottaly stoccatto,

I have an idea , a desperate theme
to put all my hopes on and vanquish this dream,
aiming to finish with plenty of gusto
you dont hear as i open a window,
clambering in and squeezing in tight
here is were i plan to hide this night,

Thinking youve gone i peek out of the glass
waiting for that dark shadow to pass,
keeping quiet my actions sostenuto
i lift it open and feel the wind blow,

Played exteremely well but entirely retrograde
i begin to recover from the moment youve made
but this grave melody , i shall never speak
as you win are deadly game of hide and seek.