God is a Toad

Faith has got me this far
Not by the standard of your god
But in the little things
And in the crickets
And in the toads

Sitting with a bottle that's fading
Sitting with a bottle of wine
Sitting in a pond that's draining
And your god's
Not mine

Heaven, can I come to where you are
But my heaven's not your's
It's in the little things
And in the crickets
And in the little things that we are

Oh heaven, when I'm dreaming in the city
Will you bring me some sanctuary?

Wait

© 2008 by Chloe Charles