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Lyrics: Sun goes down and I wake up, the forest lights are grinning, Moon puts silver on the leaves— that’s my cue to begin. Crunch of twigs beneath my feet, soft dirt on my hands, I poke at things I shouldn’t touch just because I can. I’ve got trouble in my pockets and secrets stuck to me, A heart that beats for shiny things and snacks I shouldn’t see. I rummage through the nighttime, I laugh at every sound— Oh what a joy it is to live where mischief can be found. I sniff the places humans go, I rummage, poke, and pry, They leave the strangest treasures out— don’t ask me why. A bottle cap, a ribbon scrap, a crumb of something sweet, I hoard it all like sacred things and hum a hungry beat. I’ve got trouble in my pockets and secrets stuck to me, A heart that beats for shiny things and snacks I shouldn’t see. I rummage through the nighttime, I laugh at every sound— Oh what a joy it is to live where mischief can be found. If branches snap, I freeze— then dart the other way, Then creep back in with quiet paws because I want to stay. If something rolls, I chase it, if something rustles, go! If someone hears me scurry off, well… they don’t need to know. Yes, I’ve got trouble in my pockets and moonlight in my grin, A little creature full of schemes with nature on my skin. Tonight the forest laughs with me, we dance without a sound— It’s good to be a tiny spark where mischief can be found.