Melodrame - Small Things

Careful not to make the floor squeak
Or the metal rattle around your neck
High street park on which we're descending is patiently patiently found

Walk on the balls of your feet and slowly let your weight settle down
Navigate the darkest grey with the light shining from a flashing clock

The shadows through the windows of the trees
Towering like a fallen flag pole along the floor

You move like a cougar
You move like a cougar

Hiding in the attic trunk space hoping they don't come find me
I've got to get my self free and quietly quietly bounce

Now there is someone outside who can hear me creeping around the place
Try to find an open window and follow shadows across the lawn

From every branch a crooked path for me
Cowering like a beaten dog on the floor that begs for it's super
I won't beg for my super

I stole small things first
And I never got caught
No I never got caught

I stole small things first
No bigger than a bread box
But I ain't never got caught

And then the small things grew
The way small things do
And I ain't never got caught

I stole small things first
And I never got caught
No I never got caught

I stole small things first
And I never got caught
I stole small things first
And I never got caught
No I never got caught

And then the small things grew
The way small things do
And I ain't never got caught

Written by:
Bernard Jentner

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