Sill Sovereign (Enki At The Window)
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Lyrics
He's the silence 'midst the writing race A grumpy sentinel in his rightful place [Pre-Chorus] As the typewriter's echo breaks the dawn He remains the stoic, the ever-watchful fawn With a story in his eyes, of the world he sees In the universe of words, he's the gentlest breeze An orange coat, his kingdom's pride From the window sill, he won't hide [Pre-Chorus] Cause he's the watchcat of our little world Through pane and glass, his tales unfurl He's got a frown that's etched in lore But we know love's what that look is for On the watch as days unfold With a stretch and yawn, he claims the light [Verse 1] There at the pane (mellow gold frame) An orange friend with a frown so cute In that yellow house, tales untold, he's the muse Of the writers’ tunes, his lazy gaze so fine There at the pane (mellow gold frame) An orange friend with a frown so cute In that yellow house, tales untold, he's the muse Of the writers’ tunes, his lazy gaze so fine [Verse 2] He's king of the sill, on sunlight he thrives Watches the world with those critical eyes Oh our grumpy ball of fur (ball of fur) In his silence, there's a comforting purr [Pre-Chorus] Guarding our stories with each tender nap In dreams, he chases the phantom gap His scowl, a shield 'gainst the world's cruel jest Yet in his whiskers, kindness does rest There by the quill (in the soft daylight) His tale's woven in each word they write A silent keeper of the poet’s flame His orange fur, warmed by stories claimed Oh that feline judge, serene and wise Beneath his gaze, our calm heart lies
