Veda Hille - Small Weight Тексты

Remembrances
Like a story told to a kid
Remembrances
We try hard to hear the smallest of voices
Remembrances
Life is a story, told by a kid
Remembrances
Tell a story, tell a story
Child, o child, soft triangle child
You are a small weight
You are a small weight
In me
Remembrances
In someone's dreams I am open
Remembrances
Hasn't this happened before, before?
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I knew it as it was spoken
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Wait, let me find something to prop the door
Child, o child
Mine, not mine, a week-long child
You are a small weight
Will it be a long wait?
And a hand pulls into a dark heartbeat
I can barely be a mother
My heart cries out a our bodies
But we do not feel like lovers
Sweetness pours from my mouth and eyes
This is not wrong, I am smiling
But I cannot bear this child inside
Will you hold her now
I am crying
I am crying
I am
Remembrances
A story, told by a kid
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