Tiny Grin 2
You put tinfoil on the cat
I draw a map beneath the
mat
The radio says stay inside
You grab your shoes,
I grab a 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
Run, run, the sky's gone red
Laugh it off and shake your
head Round and round,
we own the night Tiny grin
in 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
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
Run, Run, run,
the sky's gone red Laugh it
off and shake your head Round
and round,
we own the night Tiny grin
in 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
Little spark
in the avenue
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
in 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