| Background voices calling from a distance, see no evil, hear no evil
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| Static on the line of least resistance, don’t say nothin' at all
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| Don’t say nothin' at all, don’t say nothin' at all
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| I’m hangin' on a wire, waitin' on the word, I’m never seen, you’re never heard
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| The object of desire is seldom ever clear, I reach for you, but all I hear
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| Are background voices calling from a distance
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| Silent partners listening to the hunch
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| A lover without words is easily deceived, and rumours easily believed
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| The matter of obsession’s seldom ever clear, I turn around, you disappear
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| In background voices calling from a distance
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| Silent partners listening to the hunch
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| Silent partners, you know they don’t say nothin' at all
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| What about the things we never mentioned, what about the things we never say
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| When we wind up targets of affection, in silence
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| Turning silent, the silent turn away
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| A power more or less is never really sure, exactly what to listen for
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| In secret service to the things they never say, the silent partners fade away
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| To background voices calling from a distance
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| Silent partners listening to the hunch
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| Silent partners, you know they don’t say nothin' at all |