Little Talks (The Cabin Sessions)

I don't like walking around this old and empty house

So hold my hand, I'll walk with you, my dear

The stairs creak as I sleep, it's keeping me awake

It's the house telling you to close your eyes

And some days, I can't even dress myself

It's killing me to see you this way

'Cause though the truth may vary, this

Ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Don't listen to a word I say

The screams all sound the same

Though the truth may vary, this

Ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back

Well, tell her that I miss our little talks

Soon, it will be over and buried with our past

We used to play outside when we were young and full of life and full of love

Some days, I feel like I'm wrong when I am right

Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear

'Cause though the truth may vary, this

Ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Don't listen to a word I say

The screams all sound the same

Though the truth may vary, this

Ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

You're gone, gone, gone away, I watched you disappear

All that's left is a ghost of you

Now we're torn, torn, torn apart, there's nothing we can do

Just let me go, we'll meet again soon

Now wait, wait, wait for me, please hang around

I'll see you when I fall asleep

Don't listen to a word I say

The screams all sound the same

Though the truth may vary, this

Ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

Though the truth may vary, this

Ship will carry our bodies safe to shore