Renegade - Kings Of Convenience

I’m letting go

To see if you’ll hold on to me

I’m in doubt

Of what is thought and what is real

In our room

Between the shapes I thought I knew

A guillotine

A pillow with feathers like snow

I’ve come

To a listening post beyond your lines

I’m all ears

To gather clues and look for signs

But I can’t hear

The song you sing while you try to soothe

Why are you whispering

While the bombs are falling?

Go easy on me

I can’t help what I’m doing

Go easy on me

Oh, I can’t help what I’m doing

Hello again

I buried you, where have you been?

My renegade

You came back from the labyrinth

Unlike me

You’ve looked for things that could be found

And the thread

That guides through black times

Go easy on me

I can’t help what I’m doing

Go easy on me

Oh, I can’t help what I’m doing

When thoughts

Had outnumbered spoken words

In the early hours

We failed to establish

Who was hurt

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