Damien Rice - Cannonball



There's still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
There's still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
It's still a little harder to say what's going on

There's still a little bit of your ghost, your weakness
There's still a little bit of your face, I haven't kissed
You step a little closer each day
That I can't see what's going on


Stones taught me to fly
Love, it taught me to lie
Life, it taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball


There's still a little bit of your song in my ear
There's 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

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