unglaublich traurig schön: Damien Rice – “cannonball“.

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
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, it 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