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And Still The Night Shackles Me Frozen


There's a hand over my mouth,
So I can't speak, speak to you.
I am tied, tied up in chains,
And what remains is the silence.
I feel the night around my days
As if the cold is here to stay.

There are hands over my eyes
So I can't see what you're trying to do to me.

I can't tell you what you want to know
I can't tell you all you need to hear
Because there's no communication
I can't let you crawl inside my dreams
Can't tell you all my hopes and fears
Because there's no communication here.


There are tongues that twist and turn
That twist my words until I don't know them.
You lie in black and white
And still the night shackles me frozen

I call your name but you're not there
I'm not insane to want to protect my heart and mind from you.

I can't tell you what you want to know
I can't tell you all you need to hear
Because there's no communication
I can't let you crawl inside my dreams
I can't tell you all my hopes and fears
Because there's no communication here

There's no communication here.


I can't tell you what you want to know
I can't tell you all you need to hear
Because there's no communication here.



- No Communication, by Delta Goodrem


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