You talk too much. Maybe that's your way. Of breaking up the silence. That fills you up. But it doesn't sound the same. When no one's really listening.
He wants to give but he'll give himself away. She wants to take but she's taking all she can. They've got it al figured out. He wants to listen but there's so much more to say.
We're two spinning spheres. Two spinning spheres. In a bed of stars. . Silence is super. Staring into space. I wonder where you are. . You're all that I've ever needed.
In the garden of love I saw. A moment of sun in her eye. And everything was quiet. . In the garden of love I saw. Starlight sigh and shadow move. . Faltering, no faltering.
I'm on a roll. Everything I touch turns to shh.... It's taking it's toll. Can anybody get me off it. Stuck on a roll. And it's wearing thin. . I remember the night.
Picking up broken words. Snipping the tips off. Grinding down the long ones. That wind around your eardrums. . Dangerous plastic words. For crowd dispersal.