Chorus Grant - Ship On The Wall

Night comes rooster in it’s mouth
Night grows as it covers the house
Like clay or a cast of wet cement
The only door I know through which you went

Pain is a ship on the wall and everything is kind of fading

Inside a vault they are now sitting
Snaked inside a tire
Presence like a fan in the ceiling
That “wall to wall” shrug of shoulders
That I keep with me for luck

(Pain is a ship on the wall
And everything is kind of fading)
I see your outline in someone’s eye and I imagine having met someone
Met someone then throwing them away
(Pain is a ship on the wall
And everything is kind of fading)
I see your outline in anyone’s eye and I imagine having met someone that breath of home curled like a frying pan

Pain is a ship on the wall
And everything is kind of fading
Pain is a ship on the wall
And everything is kind of brilliant

I see your outline in anyone’s eye and I imagine having met someone
That breath of home keeping me at bay

Pain is a ship on the wall
And everything is kind of fading
Pain is a ship on the wall
And everything is kind of brilliant

Written by:
Camilla Munck,, Karen Duelund, Kristian Finne, Nis Bysted

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Lyrics © Tambourhinoceros ApS

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