I'd rather have nothing,
pale, white and sweet.
Modest, but something crawled up, asleep.
And ever so slightly, down town,
give us a call, right down
truth or nothing at all
So give me the silence
and right when it falls,
there is something I don't recall.
I'd rather have nothing,
simple and small.
Honest, but something that learned how to crawl.
And ever so slightly, light brown,
cough up a wall, right down
truth or nothing at all
I live with this silence
from winter 'till fall.
There is something I don't recall
A thousand of miles
out in the cold.
If this ain't the way then I wasn't told.
So give me the silence
and right when it falls,
there is something I don't recall
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