Little Talks sing and play along

I don't like walkin' around this old and empty house

So hold my hand, I'll walk with you my dear.

The stairs creak as you sleep;

it's keeping me awake.

It's the house telling you to close your eyes.

And some days I can't even trust myself.

It's killing me to see you this way.

'Cause though the truth may vary,

this ship will carry our bodies safe to the shore.

Hey! Don't listen to a word I say.

Hey! The screams all sound the same.

Hey! Although the truth may vary,

this ship will carry our bodies safe to the shore.

Hey!

Hey!