cannonball ~ damien rice

still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
it’s 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
that 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 cry
so come on courage, teach me to be shy
cause its not hard to fall, and i don’t want to scare her
its not hard to fall and i don’t want to lose

its not hard to grow
when you know that you just don’t know

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