Of Monsters And Men‘s music video for Little Talks is one of the most impressive music videos ever created. As far as songwriting is concerned, the second song that’s featured here today, Dirty Paws, is probably a better song- but all in all this Icelandic band is well worth your time. Check them out:
Little Talks
Lyrics
Hey! Hey! Hey!
I don’t like walking around this old and empty house
So hold my hand, I’ll walk with you, my dear
The stairs creak as I sleep, it’s keeping me awake
It’s the house telling you to close your eyesSome days I can’t even dress myself
It’s killing me to see you this wayCause though the truth may vary
This ship will carry
Our bodies safe to shoreHey! Hey! Hey!
There’s an old voice in my head that’s holding me back
Well tell her that I miss our little talks
Soon it will all be over, and buried with our past
We used to play outside when we were young
And full of life and full of loveSome days I feel like I’m wrong when I am right
Your mind is playing tricks on you my dearThough the truth may vary
This ship will carry
Our bodies safe to shoreHey!
Don’t listen to a word I say
Hey!
The screams all sound the same
Hey!Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry
Our bodies safe to shoreYou’re gone, gone, gone away
I watched you disappear
All that’s left is a ghost of you
Now we’re torn, torn, torn apart
There’s nothing we can do
Just let me go, we’ll meet again soon
Now wait, wait, wait for me
Please hang around
I’ll see you when I fall asleepHey!
Don’t listen to a word I say
Hey!
The screams all sound the same
Hey!Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry
Our bodies safe to shoreDon’t listen to a word I say
Hey!
The screams all sound the same
Hey!Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry
Our bodies safe to shoreThough the truth may vary
This ship will carry
Our bodies safe to shoreThough the truth may vary
This ship will carry
Our bodies safe to shoreDirty Paws
Lyrics
Jumping up and down the floor,
My head is an animal
And once there was an animal,
It had a son that mowed the lawn
The son was an OK guy,
They had a pet dragonfly
The dragonfly it ran away,
But it came back with a story to sayHer dirty paws and furry coat,
She ran down the forest slope
The forest of talking trees,
They used to sing about the birds and the bees
The bees had declared a war,
The sky wasn’t big enough for them all
The birds, they got help from below,
From dirty paws and the creatures of snowAnd for a while things were cold,
They were scared down in their holes
The forest that once was green
Was colored black by those killing machines
But she and her furry friends
Took down the queen bee and her men
And that’s how the story goes,
The story of the beast with those four dirty paws
