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In a Manner of speaking I just want to say That I could never forget the way You told me everything By saying nothing In a manner of speaking I don't understand How love in silence becomes reprimand But the way that i feel about you Is beyond words O give me the words Give me the words That tell me nothing O give me the words Give me the words That tell me everything In a manner of speaking Semantics won't do In this life that we live we live we only make do And the way that we feel Might have to be sacrified So in a manner of speaking I just want to say That just like you I should find a way To tell you everything By saying nothing. O give me the words Give me the words That tell me nothing O give me the words Give me the words Give me the words

I let love in I let love in The door it opened just a crack, but Love was shrewed and bold My life flashed before my eyes, it was a horror to behold A life-sentence sweeping confetti from the floor of a concrete hole I let love in I let love in I let love in I let love in Well I've been bound and gagged and I've been terrorized And I've been castrated and I've been lobotomized But never has my tormenter come in such a cunning disguise I let love in I let love in I let love in I let love in O Lord, tell me what I done Please don't leave me here alone Where are my friends? My friends are gone O Lord, tell me what I done Please don't leave me here alone Where are my friends? My friends are gone I let love in I let love in So if you're sitting all alone and hear a-knocking at you door and the air is full of promises, well buddy, you've been warned Far worse to be Love's lover than the lover that Love has scorned I let love in I let love in I let lo...

Λόγια υγρά, μεγαλο-παρασκευιάτικα. Όλα υπομένα σε παρελθοντικούς χρόνους. Κουβέντα και γουλιά, γουλιά και γεύση γλυκάνισου στο στόμα. Συνήθεια τοπική, ανατολικής Θεσσαλίας. Μαύρα μακριά μαλλιά, μεγάλη ιστορία και η δική της. Άγνωστης τρύπας βουβό βρέφος και τώρα ακόμα τριάντα παρά ένα, ψάχνει τρύπες να μπει, τόση απόρριψη πως να την αντέξει. no love of any kind… Είχε όμως ταλέντο, είχε κοινό, είχε μπράβο, είχε θαυμασμό, μα αυτά δε σε αγκαλιάζουν τις νύχτες.  Ήθελε κάποιον να μπολιάσει για μια φορά και τη δική της τρύπα, το δικό της τεράστιο εσωτερικό κενό…  Μεθάμε για να αντέξουμε την Ανάσταση ,της χαιδεύω τα μαλλιά, μη φοβάσαι θα θυμηθούμε  ξανά πως κλίνονται οι μέλλοντες (βουλητικοί, δυνητικοί, τετελεσμένοι).                                                            ...

So many feelings pent up in here Left alone I´m with the one I most fear I´m sick and I´m tired of reasoning Just want to break out Shake off this skin I can´t escape myself All my problems  loom larger than life I can´t swallow  another slice Seems like my shadow marks every stride And I learn to live with what´s trapped inside I can´t escape myself So many feelings pent up in here Left alone I´m with the one I most fear I´m sick and I´m tired of reasoning Just want to break out Shake off this skin I can´t escape myself I can´t escape myself I can´t escape myself