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Tuesday, September 07, 2004
cannonball-damien rice

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
still 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 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