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I can feel those old feelingsÂ
creep silently through my spineÂ
send my brain reelingÂ
I tell myself I’m fineÂ
but every picture is a memoryÂ
and pictures speak a thousand wordsÂ
what would you say to me if you had the chanceÂ
would you be kind or would it hurtÂ
one picture might be somethingÂ
a thousands words might be anotherÂ
but a thousand words
for thousands of picturesÂ
each one a piece of youÂ
leaves no room for silenceÂ
even when we were through
















