what am I...
sitting in an armchair
humming silent prayers again
what am I
spilling soda water
for the whisper of a name

unspoken words
penetrate the light
broken birds
prepare to fly

I am still a small believer
I am just the wall beneath you
won’t you have a try
and tear it down

what am I
searching for the shadows

you have left for me to find
what am I
dancing round in circles
in a corner of my mind

the moment will congeal
there’s nothing to be said
all I’ve ever been
will fall in shreds

who am I to love
who am I to feel
who am I to judge
whatever you may be
who am I to claim
that I could be the one...

Small Believer Lyrics

BLACK MILK