Almost Silent Songtext
von Balaclava

Come outside with empty hands
I′m all alone and blue
Fold me up I'm thin as paper
Take me home with you


You′re always swimming through my garden
I become divine
Hold my knees it's hard to sleep
Don't tell me things will change
Don′t tell me things will change

Trying to name my worst reminders
Wear my pretty clothes
The day I′m gone I'll keep real quiet
Almost silent