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[00:04.22]My love she speaks like silence,
[00:08.52]Without ideals or violence,
[00:12.30]She doesn't have to say she's faithful,
[00:15.19]Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
[00:18.17]
[00:21.60]People carry roses,
[00:25.64]And then promises by the hours,
[00:29.49]My love she laughs like the flowers,
[00:32.53]Valentines can't buy her.
[00:35.26]
[00:38.34]In the dime stores and bus stations,
[00:42.99]People talk of situations,
[00:46.62]Read books, repeat quotations,
[00:49.76]Draw conclusions on the wall.
[00:52.03]
[00:55.83]Some speak of the future,
[01:00.13]My love she speaks softly,
[01:03.56]She knows there's no success like failure
[01:06.64]And that failure's no success at all.
[01:09.06]
[01:12.56]The cloak and dagger dangles,
[01:17.21]Madams light the candles.
[01:20.79]In ceremonies of the horsemen,
[01:23.88]Even the pawn must hold a grudge.
[01:27.07]
[01:30.24]Statues made of match sticks,
[01:34.30]Crumble into one another,
[01:37.78]My love winks, she does not bother,
[01:41.17]She knows too much to argue or to judge.
[01:44.97]
[02:04.17]The bridge at midnight trembles,
[02:08.67]The country doctor rambles,
[02:12.25]Bankers' nieces seek perfection,
[02:15.34]Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.
[02:18.22]
[02:21.31]The wind howls like a hammer,
[02:25.81]The night blows rainy,
[02:29.59]My love she's like some raven
[02:32.63]At my window with a broken wing.