Pensive slow ballad
Music/Lyrics/Singing/Playing/Arranging/Recording: Tom O'Brien
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Little by little I come to know
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You said you'd let me read you
Like an open book
But there are pages where you
Wish I wouldn't look
Cuz all the letters there
Are written in your pain
And there are certain words
That you can not explain
You're too hurt to let it show
But little by little I come to know
I look into you as I look into a well
And what is at the bottom
I can hardly tell
The harder that I look
The more that I can see
My own reflection staring
Silently at me
You're too hurt to let it show
But little by little I come to know
There are so many thing that bind you
Like your anger and your fear
And I cannot always find you
And your words aren't always clear
You can put the past behind you
And know I will stay right here
If you need me I'll remind you
If you wander I'll stay near
The weather beats upon you
Like on solid stone
You find yourself eroding
Feeling all alone
And somehow still you think
I wouldn't understand
That you are made up of a
Million grains of sand
You're too hurt to let it show
But little by little I come to know
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