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NO SOUND

Waiting in a chair for the time to pass.

Watching flies on the inside of the glass.

I’m off all alone where I can’t be found.

And I love this room cause there ain’t no sound.

Been out three weeks driving far and near.

With the road blind eyes spilling bone-dry tears.

At the end of the day my head just pounds.

But here and now there ain’t no sound.

But here and now there ain’t no sound.

You could hear a pin drop now.

Quiet as dust when it’s falling down.

Silence when it touches ground.

Nothing like the sound when there ain’t no sound.

Radio squawks and the speaker’s tin.

Got the wind whipping through my brain again.

Till my ears are boxed like I went twelve rounds.

Now I feel so good cause there ain’t no sound.

I feel so good cause there ain’t no sound.

I feel so good cause there ain’t no sound.

You could hear a pin drop now.

Quiet as dust when it’s falling down.

Silence when it touches ground.

Nothing like the sound when there ain’t no sound.

Jim Walker - Electric Guitars, Vocals