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Try,
But you'll find I'm preoccupied.
Words can't get through to me.
The world cries,
And I find I've become its eyes,
For the billion hearts that bleed
as the beat.
Pain is such a remarkable thing.
Try,
But you'll find I'm preoccupied.
Only notes can speak to me.
Locked my heart inside a melody.
Now I've either gone deaf
or lost the key.
And I'm searching in a sea
of sound.
Try,
But I really don't need your lies.
Your eyes say everything,
As I slowly turn away--
I just can't bear listening
as they scream.
Oh if I could just know what you mean.
But you'll find I'm preoccupied.
Words can't get through to me.
The world cries,
And I find I've become its eyes,
For the billion hearts that bleed
as the beat.
Pain is such a remarkable thing.
Try,
But you'll find I'm preoccupied.
Only notes can speak to me.
Locked my heart inside a melody.
Now I've either gone deaf
or lost the key.
And I'm searching in a sea
of sound.
Try,
But I really don't need your lies.
Your eyes say everything,
As I slowly turn away--
I just can't bear listening
as they scream.
Oh if I could just know what you mean.