Strung upon stars
Stretching through night space
You spinning on your world
I over here spinning on mine
By time your tremors reach me
I can't understand what you said
No matter how I stamp and scream
You'll only hear the same thing
A tremor tripping along
Losing all meaning
While through the vast we're wheeling
How can so much nothing
Convey the violence we're feeling
On my lonely little world
I turned your vibrations to music
It's the sound of silence weeping...
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