[Verse] The wind's a thief it steals my sheets Dancing like ghosts down the empty streets A sock is missing it vanished last night Who’s the culprit under the pale moonlight [Chorus] Laundry lines are whispering low Secrets tangled where the breezes blow A shirt's on the run pants take the lead Conspiracy of fabric spinning tales of greed [Verse 2] The pegs are plotting in the fading sun T-shirts and towels are starting to run I hear their whispers in the rustling trees Who knew my laundry could rebel with such ease [Prechorus] Pins are loose the threads unwind What are they hiding what will I find [Chorus] Laundry lines are whispering low Secrets tangled where the breezes blow A shirt's on the run pants take the lead Conspiracy of fabric spinning tales of greed [Bridge] Under the stars my clothes take flight A revolution waged in the dead of night Boxers and blouses form a brigade Marching to freedom with plans they’ve made