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Our house wrapped in disrepairs,
a small mouse peeked out from a hole beneath the stairs
nearby to where my dad sat in his favorite chair,
thinking about the government, and muttering a prayer.
So I scattered some oats in hopes she'd stay
and sat still to stop from scaring her away -
but she hurried on her little way
and scurried around my mind
ever since, every day
Open wide, my door,
My Lord, my Lord.
Open wide, my door,
to whatever makes me love you more.
Open wide, my door,
while there's still light to run towards.
Open wide, my door.
Like water on the dry wood,
equal parts misguided and misunderstood
but all the neighborhood
watched a fire burn from where they stood
as the smoke said
"we're not half as bad, as God is good,"
and there's a whisper in my ear,
the voice of loneliness and fear,
And I say:
"Devil disappear!
I'm still "technically" a virgin
after 27 years -
which never bothered me before,
so, what's maybe 50 more?"
Open wide, my door,
My Lord, my Lord.
Open wide, my door,
to whatever makes me love you more.
Open wide, my door,
while there's still light to run towards.
Open wide, my door.
she came back for the oats,
but she brought along a "friend".
(It never ends)
the harder the rain,
the lower the flowers in the garden bend.
(It never ends)
I'd rather never talk again,
than to continue to pretend
that this never ends.
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that this never ends.
than to continue to pretend
I'd rather never talk again,
(It never ends)
the lower the flowers in the garden bend.
the harder the rain,
(It never ends)
but she brought along a "friend".
she came back for the oats,
Open wide, my door.
while there's still light to run towards.
Open wide, my door,
to whatever makes me love you more.
Open wide, my door,
My Lord, my Lord.
Open wide, my door,
so, what's maybe 50 more?"
which never bothered me before,
after 27 years -
I'm still "technically" a virgin
"Devil disappear!
And I say:
the voice of loneliness and fear,
and there's a whisper in my ear,
"we're not half as bad, as God is good,"
as the smoke said
watched a fire burn from where they stood
but all the neighborhood
equal parts misguided and misunderstood
Like water on the dry wood,
Open wide, my door.
while there's still light to run towards.
Open wide, my door,
to whatever makes me love you more.
Open wide, my door,
My Lord, my Lord.
Open wide, my door,
ever since, every day
and scurried around my mind
but she hurried on her little way
and sat still to stop from scaring her away -
So I scattered some oats in hopes she'd stay
thinking about the government, and muttering a prayer.
nearby to where my dad sat in his favorite chair,
a small mouse peeked out from a hole beneath the stairs
Our house wrapped in disrepairs,
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