i speculate the quiet nights how and where your body lies who owns the knee that clicks into the jigsaw piece that i once knew and i could break the silence but i fear ive held you back enough the space exists so time can tell but so much space becomes a cell its been so long since i heard you speak one last click and a long long bleep then radio silence radio silence its been too long since you turned that cheek one last kiss on a faceless street then radio silence radio silence your voice is but an echo now it whispers through my haunted house the burn s blistered up and healed the scent of flesh has disappeared the crows have flown and left their shit i ve tried to chip away at this but now its seems i m ill prepared the saddest songs are all i hear its been so long since i heard you speak one last click and a long long bleep then radio silence radio silence its been too long since you turned that cheek one last kiss on a faceless street and radio silence radio silence its been so long since i heard you speak one last click and a long long bleep then radio silence radio silence its been too long since you turned that cheek one last kiss on a faceless street and radio silence radio silence