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I speculate the quiet nights, how and where your body liesWho owns the knee that clicks into the jigsaw piece that Ionce knewAnd I could break the silence but I fear I've held you backenoughThe space exists so time can tell, but so much space becomesa cellIt's been so long since I heard you speakOne last click and a long, long bleepThen radio silence, radio silenceIt's been too long since you turned that cheekOne last kiss on a faceless streetThen radio silence, radio silenceYour voice is but an echo now, it whispers through myhaunted houseThe burn's blistered up and healed, the scent of flesh hasdisappearedThe crows have flown and left their shit, I've tried to chipaway at thisBut now it's seems I'm ill prepared, the saddest songs areall I hearIt's been so long since I heard you speakOne last click and a long, long bleepSongtexteThen radio silence, radio silenceIt's been too long since you turned that cheekOne last kiss on a faceless streetAnd radio silence, radio silenceIt's been so long since I heard you speakOne last click and a long, long bleepThen radio silence, radio silenceIt's been too long since you turned that cheekOne last kiss on a faceless streetAnd radio silence, radio silence Aus Songtexte Mania