There’s a mouse in my bed. I touch its tiny head. There’s a fox outside my window, although right down the boulevard spins a tornado. I can’t keep it all straight. Straight straight straight. I can’t keep it all, I can’t keep it all straight. My sabbath ought to be open air. The mouse put me here, the fox put me here. My sabbath ought to be crystal clear / that tornado put me here. My sabbath! My sabbath, my sabbath, won’t you be my sabbath?
compositores da letra: God Alone
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