Words...
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My lips are moving and the sound is coming out
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The words are audible but I have my doubts
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That you realize what has been said
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You look at me as if you're in a daze
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It's like th efeeling at the end of the page
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When you realize you don't know what you've just read
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I might as well go up and talk to a wall
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'Cause all the words are having no effect at all
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It's a funny thing...am I all alone?
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Something has to happen to change the direction
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What little filters through is giving you the wrong impression...
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It's a sorry state
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I say to myself...
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What are words for
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When no one listens anymore?
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What are words for
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When no one listens there's no use talking at all
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Pursue it any further and another thing you'll find
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Not only are they deaf and dumb
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They could be going blind
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No one notices...I think I'll dye my hair blue
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Media overload bombarding you with action
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It's getting near impossible to cause a distraction
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Someone answer me...before I pull out the plug
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Do you hear me?
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Do you care?
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Tell me what are words for?
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Words
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| The Echoing Green |
