Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Float. Float. Float.

Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth/Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt/Still a little hard to say what's going on
Still a little bit of your ghost your witness/Still a little BIT of your face I haven't kissed/You step a little closer each day/But I can't SAY what's going on
Stones taught me to fly/Love taught me to lie/Life taught me to die/So it's not hard to fall/
When you float like a cannonball
Still a little bit of your song in my ear/Still a little bit of your words I long to hear/You step a little closer to me/So close that I can't see what's going on
Stones taught me to fly/Love taught me to lie/Life taught me to die/So it's not hard to fall/When you float like a cannon...
Stones taught me to fly/Love taught me to cry/So come on courage!/Teach me to be shy/'Cause it's not hard to fall/And I don't wanna scare her/It's not hard to fall/And I don't wanna lose

It's not hard to grow - When you know that you just don't know...



STONE TAUGHT ME TO FLY
LOVE TAUGHT ME TO LIE
LIFE TAUGHT ME TO DIE
SO IT'S NOT HARD TO FALL
WHEN YOU FLOAT LIKE A CANNONBALL

1 Comments:

Blogger Joy said...

haha girl.
r u sure u dont need some rest?
it's a song geeze.
that i relate to heaps.
(not literal words, but the mindset and concepts really)
damien rice's Cannonball.
:)
want me 2 post it 2 u?

Wednesday, August 17, 2005 3:29:00 AM  

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