Tiny - We Invented Paris

Straight lined squares construct my ways

I’m driven by knowledge of an emptiness these days

I’m riding a path I can barely see

On this old wooden horse you gave to me

Must have been wrong

Now let’s all sing along

All those tiny little worlds we start to build

All those simple lovely words we long to sing

About nothing at all

Memories fade like a defeated candle

Weird and tired;

I don’t know how to handle

You’ve became a stranger so fast

Things disappeared that were meant to last

Must have been wrong

Now let’s all sing along

All those tiny little worlds we start to build

All those simple lovely words we long to sing

About nothing at all