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Lyrics: I would not take away the very words by which you live, But I would show you things unseen and the silences instead. Just below the water, In the space between the ribs, I don’t want to talk, I just want to listen.
The rain is falling now, I want to hear every word that’s said. Some larger rhythmic pattern, this conversation on my head. Just below the water, In the space between the ribs, I don’t want to talk, I just want to listen.
I want to listen to the giant waterfalls of the sun. Some kind of delicious music runs like light through the blood. How can I tell you what was spoken There is so much left unsaid. And anyway, I don’t want to talk, I just want to listen.
© Michelle [Bloom]
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