Little Old Brown Mouse

Little old brown mouse
Picked her clothes up and
Lit a fire with them
Saying farewell to his love
Her beauty had just died
Riding on a wheel
Through the cold empty night
With the first light
He shut the door
He left his home behind
Towards new worlds
A fistful of nothing
And a wasted bag
Were all the things that he needed
No turning back
The rising sun
Will come again
A fallen star
Will lead the way
Another night
Another day
Little old brown mouse
Picked her clothes up and
Lit a fire with them
Saying farewell to his love
Her beauty had just died
Riding on a wheel
Through the cold empty night
Though life is hard
There will be a reward
Sooner or later
Love will discover your selfish heart
But time won’t forgive
And will rip you out
It’ll take your love down to the ground
Leaving you so alone
But the rising sun
Will come again
A fallen star
Will lead the way
Another night
Another day
Little old brown mouse
Picked her clothes up and
Lit a fire with them
Saying farewell to his love
Her beauty had just died
Riding on a wheel
Through the cold empty night
Riding on a wheel
Through the cold empty night
Riding on a wheel
Through the cold empty night
Riding on a wheel
Through the cold empty night
Riding on a wheel
Through the cold empty night
Riding on a wheel
Through the cold empty night
Riding on a wheel
Through the cold empty night
Little old brown mouse
Went and walked the whole wide world
Like she told him to