02. God Was Sleeping

Do you remember the day you got lost in the woods?
My dear, as night fell down you fell asleep against the trees
oh your feet so tender, crossing through the pines

underneath the leaves there are poems for your ankles
underneath the leaves there are poems of your ankles

you came here just to meet me
you came here just to meet me
and left while god was sleeping
the devil was on his way (yes he was)


I fell with knees to the floor, feeling the ground with my hands
I was looking for the pages of my book, torned apart

I held a candle to your face
so I could see if your heart had changed
then I turned to the road
and went on my way

you came here just to meet me
you came here just to meet me
and left while god was sleeping
the devil was on his way
(yes he was, he was on his way)