November evening the warmth of families in the air
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Dinner's on the table and there's one empty chair
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They had a fight this morning
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He said he's never coming home
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But for her it's almost normal being married all alone
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(chorus)
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That stoney fear and hate
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That words can't articulate
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When walls of silence go up
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The walls of silence Oh Oh
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Our lives come down
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She puts on a brave face
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But they can see it in her eyes
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Caught in the middle
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They feel twisted up inside
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They never want to come home
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It just reminds them of the pain
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They hope and pray that their lives
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Will never end up the same
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(repeat chorus)
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Walls of Silence
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Leslie Phillips |