Lisa Hannigan - Little Bird lyrics

Your heart sings like a kettle And your words, they boil away like steam. And a lie burns long while the truth bites quick, A heart is built for both it seems. You are lonely as a church, Despite the queuing out your door. I am empty as a promise, no more. When the time comes, And rights have been read, I think of you often But for once I meant what I said. I was salted by your hunger, Now you've gone and lost your appetite And a little bird is every bit as handy in a fight. I am lonely as a memory Despite the gathering round the fire. Aren't you every bird on every wire? When the time comes, And rights have been read, I think of you often But for once I meant what I said. Here I stay, I lay me down, I'm dug from the rubble, and cut from the k**. Here I stay, I lay me down, In a house by the Hill. I'm dug from the rubble, and cut from the k**. I'm dug from the rubble, and cut from the k**. I'm dug from the rubble, and cut from the k**.