Chagall Guevara 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 snow
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
