A Song For The Deaf

A song for the deaf, that is for you

Nobody's comin' down the hall
Nobody echoes in my head
Broken reflection outta luck
Nobody ever needed it

I got what was
I want to take what's left
I'm ready now

Beautiful. Senses are gone
Canary in a gilded cage
Singing…

Sweet soft and low
I will poison you all
Come closer racing to your tongue

I got what was, I want to take what's left
No talk will cure, what's lost or
Save what's left, for the Deaf

The blind can go get fucked
Lie beside the ditch
This halo round my neck
Has torn out every stitch

Who are you hidin'? Is it safe for the deaf?
Beautiful, cancer, infiltrate, and forget
I saw you comin' I heard not a thing
A mistake not to listen when I knew
Where you'd been

And I got what was, I want to take what's left
No talk will cure, what's lost or
Save what's left, for the Deaf

You're listening to W.A.N.T., the high-desert
wondervalley favourite radio station.
It's been a good night, Dave Ketching here,
not saying goodnight, just saying...