Mon Rovia Little By Little
I don't know when, but I feel we're all going
It won't be long, but it's worth knowing
Little-by-little, necrosis creeps
Whispering over them, over you and me
Now time's the ficklest charmer
Flirting with your sons, promising your daughters
And as a youth, I too, believed
It could never claim victory
Over them
Over you and me
Big sky, little fear
Against the current, all you hold dear
Window fan through the winter, I
Was raised out in the cold
Feelings I could
Never let go
Big sky, little fear
Why you lying through your tears?
Left on the highway, I
Stood out there alone
Little-by-little, I've grown
Little-by-little, I've grown
