[ti:Paper boats] [ar:Silje Nergaard] [al:弦动你心3] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Paper boats - Silje Nergaard [00:24.34]How come these precious things were made to seem remote [00:39.84]How come the words I weighed were forced back down my throat [00:55.90]There was no room for honesty [01:00.65]No quarter that was mine [01:04.71]No noble cause [01:11.62]I tried to fake a life [01:17.00]To fool those snapping jaws [01:27.12]From here I dare to launch my flimsy paper boats [01:42.31]I shove each gently from the shore but guard it where it floats [01:57.44]They must not drift too far from me [02:01.94]I still sense danger and [02:06.22]They are too frail [02:12.59]In time they'll catch the wind [02:18.24]And fly with billowed sail [02:27.88] [02:57.63]They must not drift too far from me [03:02.07]I still sense danger and [03:06.63]They are too frail [03:13.44]In time they'll catch the wind [03:19.32]And fly with billowed sail