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Soft Spoken Words (Trixie Whitley)

He shadows the steps of my darkest times As I seek escape from a crumbling spine Try to find shelter found in the wildest nights I run for miles we lose our grace When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears Danced like a lone dog at the masquerade And you embraced these fractured heart lines But oh the times, the times that I grow numb Blind to the masterpiece of our love When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears