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© 1996-2007 khanada rhodes

i heard you speak my name 
heard you singing the stones 
maybe heard you laughing in a line of static 
on my telephone 

so while your eyelids are closed, 
inside a case of rust 
and did you have to change 
all your poets fire into frozen dust 

i've tried to justify it to learn from your mistake 
but where's the stupid lie that has to make it's point 
with such a pointless waste 

come out 

do you believe in shame? 
do you believe in love? 
and if they taste the same 
would you love again or abandon both? 

i don't think i ever can 
believe my friend has gone 
keep saying it's all right i'm going to bring you back 
but i know i'm wrong 

there's nothing i can say 
there's nothing left to do 
It's just that lately i feel so damn lonely 
when i think of you 

and it may seem selfish now 
but i'll hold on to the memory 
until all this fear is washed away 
do you believe in love? 
do you believe in life? 
cuz i believe a little part of you inside of me 
will never die...