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When you're staring a few inches from the wall And you're watching simple spider begin its crawl It's just a single thread he spins that has to break his fall And silence is the slowest dance of all From the greenkeeper's 'Good morning' to the birds (to the birds) To the father at the funeral, stuck for words (stuck for words) There's a part of us that's confident, then a padded-out two thirds Where silence is the slowest song of all Silence is the cancer that wakes us in the morn Turns our every sentence into weak-kneed and withdrawn We wish to speak with everyone But wish we'd not been born Silence is the deadly dance The reason spiders take that chance Spin that web for flies and ants Silence is the greatest dance of all From the noise of New York traffic to Nepal From Hindu-Buddhist peace to barroom brawl From the CEO of supermarket to the wide boy on the stall Silence is the waltz that grabs us all From the friendly wave of postie over hedge (over hedge) SongtexteTo the two-fingered salute from brand new reg (brand new reg) It could be suicide, or window cleaner standing on that ledge But silence is the dance that grabs us all Silence is the cancer that wakes us in the morn Turns our every sentence into weak-kneed and withdrawn We wish to speak with everyone Wish we'd not been born Silence is the deadly dance The reason spiders take that chance Spin that web for flies and ants Silence is the greatest dance of all Silence is the mortal knife that cuts into our throat Gets the punchline, slices up, turns us into the joke Takes the uncorrupted, and wraps in vampire's cloak... Pacific Heights to Rio slums To silence everyone succumbs Across the world, the word is mum's Silence bangs the loudest drums Silence bangs the loudest drums Silence bangs the loudest drums Silence bangs the loudest drums of all... Silence bangs the loudest drums Silence bangs the loudest drums Silence bangs the loudest drums Silence bangs the loudest drums Silence is the cancer that wakes us in the morn Turns our every sentence into weak-kneed and withdrawn We wish to speak with everyone Wish we'd not been born Silence is the deadly dance The reason spiders take that chance Spin that web for flies and ants Silence is the greatest dance of all The greatest dance of all The greatest dance of all Greatest dance of all... Aus Songtexte Mania