Verity’s World

Welcome to the world tonight,

Where every little thing's alright.

The trees are tall,

the sky is blue,

There's nothing here that's watching you.

Grab your tools and start the day,

There's a hundred things to build and play.

Stone and iron, wood and flame,

Everywhere you look, it knows your name.

A chicken clucks somewhere nearby,

A cloud goes drifting through the sky.

You swear you heard a little sound— (shhh)

Never mind! Keep looking around!

There's something funny in the rain,

A tiny face against the pane.

You blink once, and it disappears,

Then somehow it's a little nearer.

The sheep all stop and stare at me,

I wonder what they think they see.

One of them

whispers—

...That's odd.

Verity, Verity, come along,

Sing a little happy song.

Build it high and dig down deep,

There's no reason you can't sleep.

Verity, Verity, don't be shy,

Everything is fine tonight.

If something moves beyond the door,

Just pretend you saw it before. (haha)

Deep below the surface stone,

Something's making little tones.

Tap-tap-tapping, slow and light,

Following you through the night.

You find a room you've never seen,

With candles burning bright and clean.

There's only one thing on the floor— A sign that says: “YOU'VE

BEEN HERE BEFORE.”

Oh, that's probably nothing.

Back above, the sun is low,

But every shadow seems to grow.

The village bell begins to ring,

Though there's nobody pulling the string.

The music starts to sound reversed,

The sky turns gray,

then something worse— Every window in the town Turns toward you as

the sun goes down.

Verity, Verity, sing along,

Something here has gone so wrong.

Keep your eyes upon the light,

Don't look into the dark tonight.

Verity, Verity, don't look back,

There's something walking on your track.

You can run, but you can't hide— It knows which way you

went.

Maybe you should leave the world,

Maybe you should quit the game.

Maybe you should close the door,

Maybe don't come back anymore.

But wouldn't that be boring?

...Wouldn't it?

Verity, Verity, where are you?

The sky is black,

the moon is blue.

Every block is out of place,

Every creature has the same face.

Verity, Verity, hear that sound?

Something's moving underground. Every torch has gone away,

And something's breathing where you stay.

You built the house.

You mined the stone.

You made this world.

You thought you were alone.

But you weren't. You never were.

The screen is dark.

The world is still.

Your character isn't moving.

Neither are you.

Goodnight.