sometimes, you can’t get rid of it,
sometimes, his scent is in your skin, in your heart, in everything that you are.
sometimes, you try so hard to let go.
but sometimes, you just don’t want to…
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Cannonball (COVER)
Words and Music by Damien Rice
Arranged by Lianne Bernardo
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 hard to say
what’s going on.
There’s still a little bit of your ghost,
your witness.
There’s still a little bit of your face
I haven’t kissed.
You step a little closer each day,
so close that I can’t see what’s going on.
Stones taught me to fly.
Love 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.
Stones taught me to fly,
Love taught me to lie,
Life, it 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, when you float like a cannon,
It’s not hard to fall, when you float like a cannonball…
