I feel his paws on my grain
The sudden scent of the rain
He sits right here by the door
Looking out over the floor
Yellow eyes on a gray sky
Watching the heavy clouds fly
Wooden heart and a fur coat
Keeping this bookstore afloat
The thunder rolls like a drum
I feel the vibration become
A shiver deep in my pine
While the gold ink starts to shine
Yellow eyes on a gray sky
Watching the heavy clouds fly
Wooden heart and a fur coat
Keeping this bookstore afloat
He sees a leaf in the street
Walking on four velvet feet
The wind pulls hard at the glass
Waiting for the storm to pass
Yellow eyes on a gray sky
Watching the heavy clouds fly
Wooden heart and a fur coat
Keeping this bookstore afloat
The ink is wet on the page
The storm is a wild iron cage
But he is a king on a throne
The bravest cat I have known
The clouds break open and white
Turning the afternoon light
He lets out a soft little purr
A shaking ball of orange fur
Yellow eyes on a gray sky
Watching the heavy clouds fly
Wooden heart and a fur coat
Keeping this bookstore afloat
Just a plank and a cat. Safe and sound.
Safe and sound.
