lyrics
Staring at the walls
hoping they'll talk back.
Finally, a friend here in my room.
I've been waiting so long
for things to be good.
Still, I have no one
that I can turn to
without you.
I miss the sound of your voice
on the telephone
how you would breathe
so audibly.
I swear it became a language
that could soothe me,
but now that gentle whisper is gone.
Hope is gone.
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beko_201,
released November 15, 2012
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