Poor little tin soldier starting wars with the world,
He’d give an arm he’d give a leg just to run against the herd,
But you don’t have to fight, no don’t have to fight, no don’t have to fight,
Fight anymore.
Poor little tin soldier starting to disappear,
Spread yourself way too thin, out of pride out of fear,
But if you looked if you looked, if you looked, if you looked,
You’d notice tin soldier that I’m standing right here.
And I, I could stop the torture if,
You would let me get closer,
But you can’t change, no no you can’t change, no you can’t change the ways,
Of the little tin soldier.
Poor little tin soldier wants to start a fight,
With his friends just so he can prove all his might,
But there’s nothing to prove, nothing to prove, no nothing to prove,
Except an ego and pride.
And I, I could stop the torture if,
You would let me get closer,
But you can’t change, no no you can’t change, no you can’t change the ways,
Of the little tin soldier.
You think you’re wearing the crown,
But your thoughts are so tangled,
I just want to melt you down,
And turn that tin into gold.
And I, I could stop the torture if,
You would let me get closer,
But you can’t change, no no you can’t change, no you can’t change the ways,
Of the little tin soldier.
Recorded on an iPhone, the four tracks on the new EP from Kiara NGL burst with both big feelings and gentle melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 19, 2022