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Background voices calling from a distance |
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Static on the line of least resistance |
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Don't say nothing at all |
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Don't say nothing at all |
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Don't say nothing at all |
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I'm hanging on a wire, waitin' on the word |
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I'm never seen, you're never heard |
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The object of desire is seldom ever clear |
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I reach for you but all |
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I hearAre the background voices calling from a distance |
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Silent partners, listen to the hush |
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A lover without words is easily deceived |
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And rumors easily believed |
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The matter of obsession is seldom ever clear |
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I turn around, you disappear |
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In background voices calling from a distance |
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Silent partners, listen to the hush |
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Silent partners, you know they don't say nothing at all |
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What about the things we never mention? |
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What about the things we never say? |
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Will we wind up targets of affection? |
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Turning silent, the silent turn away |
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A paramour or less, is never really sure |
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Exactly what to listen for |
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In secret service to the things they never say |
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The silent partners fade away |
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To background voices, calling from a distance |
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Silent partners, listen to the hush |
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Silent partners, you know they don't say nothing at all |
