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Each song reads the lyrics etched in the remains of these distant hearts. How can I write the words I want you to hear when they're already there? Each unanswered prayer that you will listen carefully to my reasoning denies the words I wish to hear, your refusing to let go, unable to speak.

What I want to hear is that you'll understand, but I know you wont try. What I want to hear are the promises once spoken in a subtle embrace. What I want to hear is that everything will be ok, we'll start over.

If you could see his life withering through my eyes, feel my heart ach, you'd know why I fear losing you, you'd see my reason behind this madness. Never has this heart been so broken, the scars threaten to remain open as these salty tears dry out the remains of what was left, of what must be said.

{Chorus}

To explain what must be said would be redundant, redundant if you remember: These words have been spoken many times, you know them by heart. Give me a reason to listen, to stay, tell me its not time to walk away.

{Chorus}

What I want to hear... You already know...