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 Song of the day;;

→ Of Monsters and Men - 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 you sleep, it's keeping me awake

It's the house telling you to close your eyes

And 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 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


(Hey) Don't listen to a word I say

(Hey) The screams all sound the same

(Hey) 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


(Hey) Don't listen to a word I say

(Hey) The screams all sound the same

(Hey) Though the truth may vary

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Don't listen to a word I say

(Hey) The screams all sound the same

(Hey) Though the truth may vary

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore


Though the truth may vary

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Though the truth may vary

This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

--

Jos mulla oli jotain epäilyksiä siitä, tarviiko mun käydä näöntarkastuksessa, niin ei ole enää. Huomasin nimittäin tänään lenkillä ollessani, että sain mennä melkeinpä tienviitan viereen seisomaan, jotta näin mitä siinä lukee. Selittää ainakin nää jatkuvat päänsäryt.

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