Little Things - Kate Bush

i bleach the sky :: every night :: loaded on wrong :: and further from right :: spinning around :: two howling moons :: cos there always there :: whatever i do

the river is loaded :: i've been there today :: took it some questions :: she does me again :: i'd die in your arms :: if you were dead too :: here comes a lie :: we will always be true

going up :: when coming down :: scratch away :: it's the little things that kill :: tearing at my brains again :: the little things that kill :: the little things that kill

bigger you give :: bigger you get :: we're boss at denial :: but best at forget :: the cupboard is empty :: we really need food :: summer is winter :: and you always knew

going up when coming down :: scratch away

i touch your mouth :: my willy is food :: addicted to love :: i'm addicted to fools :: i kill you once :: i kill you again :: we're starving and crude :: welcome my friends to

little things that kill you