The rabbit, the rabbit.
as grey as a charging storm cloud
that woke you up last week.

The rabbit, the rabbit.
When you touch his stuffed fluff fur...
your heart starts to mend.
To feel stronger, bigger, harder.

The rabbit, the rabbit.
Has a sort of cursed love.
a good cursed. A life saving cursed.

The rabbit, the rabbit.
Even though you are fragile,
and I can't sleep with you...
I still feel your cursed love
at the bottom of my heart.
My rabbit, my rabbit.