Текст песни
A little thing
A trifle to think of
You can't speak of it so let me sing
I promise to be gentle
So you see
These narrow streets
Tiny people
Lovely trees of green
A grass of emerald and flowers' sparks so bright some cozy eve
Or lonely morning
This is the place you used to live
A little world locked in a tiny box
I hope you remember one day you cried so hard to let you out
I hope you remember
Poor little thing
They want you to cry more and more
You make me sick
And it's hard to ignore
I hate you so sweetly and painfully adore
You won't speak about it cause maybe it shocks
But all human's life one day is put in a tiny box
You can't stand still with this ark
When it rolls and rocks
So you try to hide inside yourself
Like a cat in a box
Your inner sea is great and calm or it's just a puddle
Your tiny world strangles you, you need someone to cuddle
You can't be safe with this ark
When it sinks
But we are proud musicians to stay in this bloody water and play and sing
Of this
Poor little thing
They want you to cry more and more
You make me sick
And it's hard to ignore
I hate you so sweetly
And so painfully adore
You're not a useless stuff but a part of the splendor
I'll help you to lock this tiny box with your tender hand oh
Life doesn't promise every day to be gentle
But gimme your hand so we can handle
Proud little thing
We won't cry no more
