
Date of issue: 22.09.2016
Song language: English
Little Bird |
Lay awake or sleep for days, |
You wouldn’t notice either way. |
Couldn’t help you with your pain, |
But always hoped that you were safe. |
It took hours of silent phone calls for me to finally realise |
That just because you act with the best of intentions |
It doesn’t necessarily mean that you can’t be wrong. |
I thought my heart could be our home |
But all you thought of was the cage. |
Praying for the sun, |
Beneath my ribs you sat in shade. |
You were my little bird |
And I saw fit to clip your wings, |
And then resented you because for me |
You never chose to sing. |
So there was silence in the house, |
The hallways echoed with a growing doubt |
That we would never make it out |
Of the hell that we created. |
I guess that’s why it never felt like home, |
Because we’d lay together but were still alone. |
Desperate for the warmth of someone’s comfort |
But not our own. |
We were always vacant, nothing more; |
We spoke until our throats were sore. |
Our hearts lay on the bedroom floor, |
And one was mine, but both were yours. |
I’m sorry I could never find the words to say, |
I had chewed them all into my tongue. |
But your negligence has left me frail. |
I never asked to fall in love so young. |
I know I promised not to call again, |
But I’ve still got so much to say. |
I hope to god that you are sleeping well, |
I hope that someday you will ache the way I ache. |
Someday you will ache the way I ache. |
Someday you will ache the way I ache. |