ItsTheLittleThings - BONES

Don’t say you don’t know what I mean

Pressure lingers in the room, I can feel it up in my knees

I feel it when I awake and ignore it until I leave

It’s the little things that count and it’s the little things I need

If you find the bottled message that I wrote, I hope you read

It’s been floating for some time, was assuming you’d never see

Out at sea, it gets lonely in a way that’s so unique

Cause you still feel the presence of the waves and the sea

See, I patched up the grate, but I can still see a leak

Goodbye to the world that brought me to my knees