Love Is A Dead Language


Never read much, but she loved to quote
Love is a dead language
All she offered in her parting note
Love is a dead language
I close my eyes and it's all I hear
It rings as hollow as a high school cheer
Who did you plagiarize this time, dear?
Love is a dead language

Outside is a twilight zone
Love is a dead language
Sounds romantic, but I doubt you'd know
Love is a dead language
One soft bullet and the rest is blurred
I claw the sky like a falling bird
You've done your duty
You've spread the word
Love is a dead language

Never felt anything she couldn't touch
Love is a dead language
Never came close, 'cause she knew too much
Love is a dead language
So here's to us all who were born too late
And here's to the promise of a life alone
You've blessed us with such comfort in knowing
Love is a dead language

Recorded by Chagall Guevara.  Written by L. Arthur Nichols, Dave Perkins and Steve Taylor © 1991 MCA Publishing/GMMI/Sadoshrimp (ASCAP)

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