little talks

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 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

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