Kings Of Convenience "Renegade" |
I'm letting go, to see if you'll hold on to me I'm in doubt, of what is thought and what is real In our room, between the shapes I thought I knew A guilty, a pillow with feathers like snow I've come to listening post beyond your lines I'm all ears to gather clues and look for signs But I can't hear the song you sing while you try to soothe Why are you whispering while the bombs are falling? Go easy on me; I can't help what I'm doing Go easy on me; ooh... I can't help what I'm doing Hello again, I buried you - where have you been? Oh renegade, you came back from the labyrinth You're like me: you've looked for things that could be found And the threat that guides though black times Go easy on me; I can't help what I'm doing Go easy on me; I can't help what I'm doing When thoughts had outnumbered spoken words In the early hours We failed to establish who was hurt, most Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |