Songtexte Little Things - Vieux Farka Touré , Julia Easterlin

I Hear As Far As They Say
Cause I Think I'll Find You In Pieces
A Thread A Thimble I'll Page
Showing Up In All The Brightest Places
A Crowded Chorus Sinking The Salty Waves
And I'll Build A Fortress With The Little Things That I Have Saved
A Golden Gallows The Cradle Made Of Clay
I Sold My Shadow For The Little Things That I Have Saved
I Taste You Turning Beside Me Shaking Me From My Sleep Again
A Crowded Coffin I See Showing Up In All My Simple Spaces
A Crowded Chorus Sinking The Salty Waves
And I'll Build A Forest With The Little Things That I Have Saved
A Golden Gallows The Cradle Made Of Clay
I Sold My Shadow For The Little Things That I Have Saved
For The Little Things That I Have Saved
For The Little Things That I Have Saved