Album Name : Darkness Out of Blue
Release Date : 2007-04-17
Song Duration : 4:01
Silje Nergaard Paper Boats
How come these precious things were made to seem remote
How come the words I weighed were forced back down my
throat
There was no room for honesty
No quarter that was mine
No noble cause
I tried fake a life
To fool those snapping jaws
From here I dare to launch my flimsy paper boats
I shove each gently from the shore but guard it where it
floats
They must not drift too far from me
I still sense danger and
They are too frail
In time they'll catch the wind
And fly with billowed sail