Veda Hille

Old Song Lyrics

One, two

Three

I want to write new

It’s just an old song

Falling from fingers

Into one colour

I want to write true for you

It’s just an old song

Lying in pretty circles

Older than my mother’s mother

A song

So sweet

It just slips under the door

A song you’d never notice

Or ask for

I want to write for you

It’s just an old song

Wanting upright piano

And stumbling guitar

I want to write true

It’s just an old song

To be played over and over

‘Til it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter

A song for easy sleep

Another night you’ll never miss

A song to wrap around yourself

Like that cloth, or that kiss

A song to leave you alone

In it's own small echoes

A song to remind you

That in silence sadness grows

I want to write true for you

It’s just an old song

Slipping through fingers

Quick as lovers

I want to write new, but

It’s just an old song

In slowing circles

You don’t notice that it’s over