Lyrics Little Bird - Lisa Hannigan
Your
heart
sings
like
a
kettle
And
your
words,
they
boil
away
like
steam.
And
a
lie
burns
long
while
the
truth
bites
quick,
A
heart
is
built
for
both
it
seems.
You
are
lonely
as
a
church,
Despite
the
queuing
out
your
door.
I
am
empty
as
a
promise,
no
more.
When
the
time
comes,
And
rights
have
been
read,
I
think
of
you
often
But
for
once
I
meant
what
I
said.
I
was
salted
by
your
hunger,
Now
you′ve
gone
and
lost
your
appetite
And
a
little
bird
is
every
bit
as
handy
in
a
fight.
I
am
lonely
as
a
memory
Despite
the
gathering
round
the
fire.
Aren't
you
every
bird
on
every
wire?
When
the
time
comes,
And
rights
have
been
read,
I
think
of
you
often
But
for
once
I
meant
what
I
said.
Here
I
stay,
I
lay
me
down,
I′m
dug
from
the
rubble,
and
cut
from
the
kill.
Here
I
stay,
I
lay
me
down,
In
a
house
by
the
Hill.
I'm
dug
from
the
rubble,
and
cut
from
the
kill.
I'm
dug
from
the
rubble,
and
cut
from
the
kill.
I′m
dug
from
the
rubble,
and
cut
from
the
kill.
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1 Paper House
2 Little Bird
3 What'll I Do
4 O Sleep
5 Home
6 A Sail
7 Knots
8 Passenger
9 Nowhere to Go
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