Huh? Oh yeah, danger is hiding behind the crow's nest....

Hmm, it's a strange night. I wont be counting sheep, for fear they may eat me. All around is quite, deep into the soul of a lost cause, blue wit' thoughts of chickens to scare to boogeyman away. Them feathers get him everytime. Airplanes fly overhead, and remind me of hidden continents, sleeping beneath the green-blue see, blind to all but the oldest of gods. Masks hide my true fears, 'cause with them, everyone would see me for the penguin I really am. Behind the dinosaurs lives the real truth, without the robots to protect them from the KGB...