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Little Talks

Julia Sheerhuatong
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Don't listen to a word I say

The screams all sound the same

And though the truth may vary

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

I don't like walking around this old and empty house

So hold my hand, I'll walk with you my dear

The stairs creak as you sleep, It's keeping me awake

It's the house telling you to close your eyes

Some days I can't even trust myself

It's killing me to see you this way

'Cause though the truth may vary

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Da dada da dada

Dadadadadada

There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back

We'll tell her that I miss our little talks

Soon it will all be over, and buried with our past

We used to play outside when we were young

And full of life and full of love

Some days I don't know if I am wrong or right

Your mind is playing tricks on you my dear

'Cause though the truth may vary

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Don't listen to a word I say

The screams all sound the same

And though the truth may vary

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

You're gone, gone, gone away

I watched you disappear

All that's left is a ghost of you

Now we're torn, torn, torn apart

There's nothing we can do

Just let me go, we'll meet again soon

Now wait, wait, wait for me, please hang around

I'll see you when I fall asleep

Don't listen to a word I say

The screams all sound the same

And though the truth may vary

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Don't listen to a word I say

The screams all sound the same

And though the truth may vary

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

And though the truth may vary

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

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