Tiny Grin
Count the sirens,
count to four
Little footsteps at the door
You put tin foil on the
cat
I draw a map beneath the
mat
The radio says stay inside
You grab your shoes,
I grab the pie
If the whole world's coming loose
We'll make a game of picking
shoes
Take my hand,
don't miss the cue
When I count down,
run right through Run,
run, the sky's gone red Laugh
it off and shake your head
Round and round,
we own the night Tiny grin
and a giant fright Run,
run, don't lose your place We're
the last ones in the race
When the morning cracks in two
I'll be right here next to
you
I'll be right here next to
you
Keep moving
Keep moving
Keep moving Keep moving
The neighbors built a bunker bar
Serving canned peaches by the jar
A paper crown,
a plastic sword We toast the
end and ask for more
If the whole world's coming loose
We'll make a game of picking
shoes
Take my hand,
don't miss the cue
When I count down,
run right through
Run, run, the sky's gone red
Laugh it off and shake your
head Round and round,
we own the night Tiny grin
and a giant fright Run,
run, don't lose your place We're
the last ones in the race
When the morning cracks in two
I'll be right here next to
you One little spark in the
avenue Two little shadows,
me and you
Hush now, listen,
hear that sound Three,
two, one,
we're back around Run,
run, the sky's gone red Laugh
it off and shake your head
Round and round,
we own the night Tiny grin
and a giant fright Run,
run, don't lose your place We're
the last ones in the race
When the morning cracks in two
I'll be right here next to
you
Count the sirens, count to four
Little footsteps at the door