Edith Frost

Edith Frost - One-chord complaint songtekst

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( Drag City Supersession album )



There is no comfort so 

Familiar as the silence 

Inasmuch as we touch 

We understand each other 



As for us we've become 

Surrounded by the silence 

Refugees from our dreams 

We didn't dare surrender 



I would not love for naught 

He never seemed to feel it 

Sometimes i wish that i 

Could be content without counting 



Still my words won't be heard 

Above the crowd i'm playin' 

And my words stand unheard 

They'll disappear to silence
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