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



Credits
Writer(s): Audun Rørvik Rosslund, Gaute Rørvik Rosslund, Gorm Kjærås Dahl, Hans-petter Lund Jørgensen, Jørgen Gjestad Rosøy, Lars Thon Bråten
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