I don't fear nothing at all, br but when nothing becomes something br and it growls with sparkling pointed white teeth, br i shake in my shoes and br my legs quake beneath; br and i run and i hide and think darkly inside br and remember (as much as i can) , br I don't fear nothing at all; and, br nothing becomes something br and that something is tall, br and it casts a great shadow br that blocks out the light, br ('cause i'm small) . br Then i run in the shadows br and tremble with fright. br until i remember br (as best as i might) br It's nothing i'm fearing br (nothing, that's all!): br but it's dark in the shadows br with ropes that can bind, br and i can't clearly see br what it is that I find. br I think it's a poisonous snake br that can hiss br until finally i get that snake br out of my head, br and wake up to find there is nothing (to fear) , br I am alone and there really is not br something else here.