ALL MICE GO TO HEAVEN
ALL THEY'RE TRYING TO DO
ALL THEY'VE EVER TRIED TO DO
IS LIVE
TINY HELPLESS CREATURES
IN A BIG HEARTLESS WORLD
INFAMOUS FOR HOSTILITY
BUT WOULDN'T YOU BE THE SAME
IF EVERY INTERACTION COULD BE
YOUR END?
WATCHING AS MANY BECOME FEW
AND WEEPING AS FEW BECOME NONE
NEVER FORGIVE
THAT WHICH HAPPENS TODAY
WHY DO WE GET TO SAY
WHO SHOULD LIVE
AND WHOSE EXISTENCE SHOULD BE UNDONE?
I CAN ONLY HOPE, IN ANOTHER PLACE, IN ANOTHER TIME,
THEY CAN BE BORN ANEW
all mice go to heaven
i can only hope, in another place, all can be fine
scampering to their heart's content, carefree
all reunited, watch them play
just around the bend
to the average onlooker, they look as if they're tame
but they've always been this way
you just never gave them the luxury
of being okay