What a weight it was off you
And you're silence saw me though
If you come up here you'll see
What a mess we've made of this
Before you start turning again
Before you start going again
Before you have something to say
I believe I heard it once
In violence and tortured songs
We hold it out into the bare
And realize we've come to late
All I can hear is the songs my mother taught me
You're the friend I need the most
You're the friend I need that close
But we let it slip again
And it's all broken now you said
Before you start turning again
Before you start turning away
Before you have something to say
I believe I heard it once
In violence and tortured songs
We hold it out into the bare
And realize we've come to late
All I can hear is the songs my mother taught
All I can hear is the songs my mother taught
All I can hear is the songs my mother taught me
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What a weight it was off you
And you're silence saw me though
If you come up here you'll see
What a mess we've made of this
Before you start turning again
Before you start going again
Before you have something to say
I believe I heard it once
In violence and tortured songs
We hold it out into the bare
And realize we've come to late
All I can hear is the songs my mother taught me
You're the friend I need the most
You're the friend I need that close
But we let it slip again
And it's all broken now you said
Before you start turning again
Before you start turning away
Before you have something to say
I believe I heard it once
In violence and tortured songs
We hold it out into the bare
And realize we've come to late
All I can hear is the songs my mother taught
All I can hear is the songs my mother taught
All I can hear is the songs my mother taught me
And you're silence saw me though
If you come up here you'll see
What a mess we've made of this
Before you start turning again
Before you start going again
Before you have something to say
I believe I heard it once
In violence and tortured songs
We hold it out into the bare
And realize we've come to late
All I can hear is the songs my mother taught me
You're the friend I need the most
You're the friend I need that close
But we let it slip again
And it's all broken now you said
Before you start turning again
Before you start turning away
Before you have something to say
I believe I heard it once
In violence and tortured songs
We hold it out into the bare
And realize we've come to late
All I can hear is the songs my mother taught
All I can hear is the songs my mother taught
All I can hear is the songs my mother taught me