Lyrics Guillemots – Little Bear

Little bear, little bear you’re getting out of hand
Getting out of hand
I think I’m going to lose you now

Oh little bear, little bear you know me too well anyway

I’m going beneath the stars
I’m going under the soil again
And I won’t be back in a long time so get out
Get out of this old house
Before I burn it down
I wouldn’t want to cause you anything
That might break your lovely face
In a thousand shattered china pieces

In this bracken world of broken pieces