Quiet As a Mouse

The hour is getting late, there's a howling in the wind And although this house is empty, I hear footsteps above Oh, this tingle in my skin Don't let no one in, don't let no one in There's no shame in hiding, I saw no honor for the brave And I thought I saw a silhouette of a man out in the fields I bet he stands there watching and I bet he can feel me breathe If I hold completely still maybe I can trick him good? And where I lay my head I've hid a knife, I've hid a knife The strangeness in the air, when your head feels so heavy And your eyes are tearing up Oh, when your shadow smells like perfume and you lie awake still When you wish you closed the window to keep the spirits out But they've gotten in, they've gotten in, they've gotten in And where I lay my head I've hid a knife, I've hid a knife Oh, maybe the wind will carry my spirit through the night Maybe a gentle breeze will bring me to your house Keep your window open, and I'll be quiet as a mouse I'll be quiet as a mouse I'll be quiet as a mouse