Friday, May 19, 2006

still a little bit of your taste in my mouth






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, it 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

cannonball by damien rice



1 Comments:

Blogger Carol (a.k.a. Lady Wordsmith) said...

I may have straggled in late to this post, but I'm glad I made it! What a delish treat to find all these pic of Kate - my fave! Not to mention the fact you may be added to that list too!!

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