Sibling 4:

I sneak away in the dead of the night

I find a spot to sit under the tree

I use my music to help calm my fright

It's my thin fingers the frost tries to bite

I wonder why the cold won't let me be

I sneak away in the dead of the night

I use my music to take my mind off my plight

I use my music to help me to flee

I use my music to help calm my fright

I wish I could quiet my thumping fright,

it swirls around in my body like a choppy sea

I sneak away in the dead of the night

My aunt gave me my ukulele to help shed some light

It's now my answer to my every plea

I use my music to help calm my fright

The cold, cold nights have me worried for frostbite

And even though the winds are a crying banshee,

I sneak away in the dead of the night

I use my music to help calm my fright