Lyrics

And she lies quietly amid her empty room
And probes her open heart to verify the wound
She receives the phone call
She rewinds the message tape
She walks to the window
Lets her sweat pour down the fire escape

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I am listening to you
I am listening to you
And you don’t say a word
You don’t have to

Frozen in the hour the thought of going on
Feels real and unreal until the feelings gone
And like a boy that begs for bread, the snapshot is all there is
To remind us of our place and return us to the hungry masses

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And she lies motionless beneath the ceiling fan
The blades become invisible and she becomes entranced
No one knows the future no one cares about the past
When a star is dying we all cling to what cannot last

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