The Telltales
 

Foolish Little Things

Take a foolish little thing
Drive it deep and hard within
And leave it growing there
Feeding in the dark

A childhood legacy of fear
Magnified across the years
Like faults inside a wall
That slowly comes apart

A Dad that drank, a dog that bit or maybe
A Mum that never held you like she ought
They all return in monstrous form like baby
Raised alone beyond the light it sought

Take the fears that paralyze
Look them straight into the eyes
And see where they began
Their foolish little starts

A Dad that drank, a dog that bit or maybe
A Mum that never held you near and tight
Pathetic things they shrink when you are able
To take them out and hold them under light

Hold them under light, in sight
Well in sight, well in sight


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Recording and Mixing: Steve Shipley, Lemon Studios, 2007. Produced by The Telltales and Steve Shipley. Mastering: William Bowden, King Willy Sound. All recordings ©2007 Toby Roberts, Will Belford, Steve Shipley, Neil Rankin. Written works (lyrics and music) tracks 1 and 2 ©2006 Roxie Music. Written works (lyrics and music) all other tracks ©2004-2007 Toby Roberts.