On repeat

We wanted so much more
We headed right into the sun
Chased the dragon right to his door
Now look how fast did we burn

We ran a while through the haze
In search of fast and different pace
We held those glasses high for so long
Now look how tired, tired and sad we've become

And then you're gone, I'm moving on
But those little things, they can find me
The curtain falls and there's no applause
And those little things follow behind me

And now we play the game
We face each other taking aim
Tearing down those walls one by one
Now look how fast they came down

And then you're gone, I'm moving on
But those little things, they can find me
The curtain falls and there's no applause
And those little things follow behind me

I pick up the phone, the ringing tone
Every little sound, it comes and finds me
Those TV reruns, couch, cigarette burns
Still, those little things come and grab me

Now, won't you try to find me?

And then you're gone, I'm moving on
But those little things, they can find me
The curtain falls and there's no applause
And those little things follow behind me

I pick up the phone, the ringing tone
Every little sound, it comes and finds me
No wishing hands and making plans
And still those little things come and grab me

Now won't you try to find me?

"And then, in the middle of the mayhem
You said something that sounded just like a whisper
'Don't be afraid', you said. 'Don't be afraid'"

Little Things II,

DAVID FONSECA