Texty písní Anita Lipnicka

Anita Lipnicka

Noisy Head

Noisy Head, oh Noisy Head

Why don't you give it a break?

I can hear you from here, oh I can feel

Your thoughts coursing deep in my veins

Your shiny shoes clicking with confidence

As you speed through the corrdors

Of your different lives, your fancy lies

How do you keep track of them all?

I made a little grave for you

Right at the heart of my heart

I gave to the birds the remains of you

Still, you just don't want to die...

Noisy head, oh noisy head

So, why don't you tell me once more

What was it really all about?

I don't think I can rest till I know

There on the floor of your hiding place

There in the bright morning light

I would swear I could feel you shine through me

Your wedding ring drowned in wine

I made a little grave for you

Right at the heart of my heart

I bring you flowers and sing for you

Still, you just don't want to die...

Here winter came and slowed my pace

And painted my memories with frost

Noisy Head, oh Noisy Head

Why don't you just let it go?