Verse
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There are no chipped stones in your cemetery smile
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Your mouth doesn't dare to shake the graves
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that bury it in military style
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But I noticed there was more in there
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in that mouth that held so much cold air
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words as forgotten as what wasn't meant for here
[Verse 2]
D# A# D#
You must have learned how to talk
G# A#
from looking at the vases
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You know the ones with cracked Greek masks
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Roman faces and heroes counting their graces
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You know the kind with frozen lines
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and edges as sharp as your sour whine
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I really mean your voice but that doesn't rhyme
[Bridge]
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D# A# D# G# A# Fm
Fm A# D# G#
What were you trying to say to me
Fm A# D# G#
Words as dead as the salt sea
Fm A# D# G#
Spoken from the nineteenth century
A#
You say
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[Verse 3]
D# A#
It started off from the east
D# G# A#
and worked its way into my ear
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And everything that I understood
G# A#
I really didn't hear
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Were the words spoken by a ghost
Fm A# D# G#
a fossilized Turkish tearoom host
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or maybe someone from an Anatolian coast
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Maybe both
[Chorus]
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Well you speak to me but it's in a dead language
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Oh you speak to me but it's in a dead langauge
D# A#
And I speak back to you
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but your ears seem to be dead too
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I speak back to you but with your skin gone
G# A#
the words go right through
[Outro]
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And now I'm starting to lose my voice
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and my spirit's starting to hover
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And you really don't have much of a choice
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but to change your cover or pull the covers over