Listening

And she lies, quietly, amid her empty room
 And probes her open heart, to verify the wound
 She receives the phone call
 She rewinds the message tape
 She walks to the window
 Let your sweat pour down the fire escape
 Chorus:
 I am listening to you
 I am listening to you
 You don't say a word
 You don't have to
 Frozen in the hour, the thought of going on
 Feels real and unreal, until the feelings gone
 Like a boy who begs for bread
 A snapshot is all there is
 To remind us of our place
 And return us to the hungry masses
 Chorus
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 And she lies motionless
 Beneath the ceiling fan
 The blades become invisible
 And she becomes entranced
 No one knows the future
 No one cares about the past
 When a star is dying
 We all cling to what cannot last
 I am listening to you
 I am listening to you
 I am listening to you
 I am listening to you