Jehtro Tull

One Brown Mouse



Smile your little smile --- take some tea with me awhile.
Brush away that black cloud from your shoulder.
Twitch your whiskers.  Feel that you"re really real.
Another tea-time --- another day older.

Puff warm breath on your tiny hands.
You wish you were a man
  who every day can turn another page.
Behind your glass you sit and look
  at my ever-open book ---
One brown mouse sitting in a cage.

Do you wonder if I really care for you ---
Am I just the company you keep ---
Which one of us exercises on the old treadmill ---
Who hides his head, pretending to sleep?

Smile your little smile --- take some tea with me awhile.
And every day we"ll turn another page.
Behind our glass we"ll sit and look
  at our ever-open book ---
One brown mouse sitting in a cage.