Faith
Has got me this far
Not by the standards of your god
But in the little things
And in the crickets
And in the toads
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Sitting with a bottle that’s draining
Sitting with a bottle of wine
Sitting with a bottle that’s fading
And your gods not mine
Sitting with a bottle that’s draining
Sitting with a bottle of wine
Sitting in a pond that fading
And your gods not mine
Heaven
Can I come to where you are?
But my heavens not yours
It’s in the little things
And in the crickets
And in the little things
That we are
So heaven
When I’m dreaming in the city
Will you bring me
Some sanctuary
(CHORUS)

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN