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Silence is golden, my home feels so tired the morning its grown old now there's birds on the wire. my people, they're picking, and the skyways lacking depth there's new holes in my stitching where memories have slipped get a little back, you're weary now. take time, take peace back off the ground there's always a game, you fade into the crowd trying to feel my way, the islands they keep on forming get a little back, you're weary now take time, take peace back off the ground there's always a game, you fade into the crowd trying to feel my way, the islands they keep on forming same sing, there's no difference, my timing is off the weekend's indifference, some meetings and stuff the changes they're seldom when the ending is anon i put two fingers, two suggestions, of family and of love get a little back you're weary now take time, take peace back off the ground there's always a game, you fade into the crowd trying to feel my way, the islands they keep on forming Songtexteget a little back you're weary now take time, take peace back off the ground there's always a game, you fade into the crowd trying to feel my way, the islands they keep on forming (Thanks to Lobido for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania