Nana Adjoa — Simmer Down

In this house you can let go of your lows Untie your shoes and cut loose, all tight ropes Eat my bread, drink my sweet ageless wine Close your eyes, believe me, don't ask why The fire burns, let it fight through the cold The record spins, it tells your tale, untold I know that you think you don't deserve Anything, certainly not love A tale, so familiar The pale face of failure Simmer down, all I need is your trust Slowing down your pulse and its rush Cause I've been here many times, so try and forget Anything, that is not worth your strength These walls are filled with old tales and small holes Pictures used to hang here, now their gone Their stories stayed, can you hear what they sing A victim's blues, how someone lost something A tale, so familiar The pale face of failure