Sing Songtext
von She Drew the Gun

I don′t have the perfect voice
And I never really learned to play
But I can find a chord or two
Maybe something true to say
And if I arrange this melody and this harmony in such a way
Maybe you would hear the words and my song could sing out anyway

Cos there's no kind of living
If your little soul don′t sing
It's all just existing
If it don't get to say a thing
You′ve got to learn how to listen
To the poetry it brings
No there′s no kind of living
If your little soul don't sing


I don′t have too many friends
My followers are very few
Guess I'm just the awkward type
Don′t come out how I want it to
But if I can take my tied up tongue
Turn it into something sung
Maybe I could find some truth
And leave it in a song for you

Cos there's no kind of living
If your little soul don′t sing
It's all just existing
If it don't get to say a thing
You′ve got to learn how to listen
To the poetry it brings
No there′s no kind of living
If your little soul don't sing

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