Little Talks

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 I sleep, it's keeping me awake.

It's the house telling you to close your eyes.

Some days I can't even dress 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.

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

Well tell her that I miss our little talks.

Soon it will all be over, 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.

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.

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.

Though the truth may vary this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore