I'm taking no calls unless it's her voice

I'm seeing no one unless it's her

I open the mailbox every hour

Maybe I'll hit the postman

I want to hear some love words

But not it that dyslexic voice

No I won't tear apart for you

But I was given no choice

I guess I was trying to keep me alive

But once I was dead there was nothing to do beside

Picking me up and lying me down

Waiting for some angel

To wake me and say to me

"Hello. Don't be scared. I want you to know, you're not dead."

Kiss me, is this a dream?

Should I believe it?

Please promise to me that I'm not going to get hurt this time.

Am I too good for you, am I just paranoid?

Should I clinical ou should I speak louder?

Maybe I should close my eyes for years

And wait for the strongest feeling

Out of all of the feelings

to raise

from

you.

Am I real? Are you real? Is this real? What's real?

Am I real? Are you real? Is this real?

Tell me, what's real?

"Angel Song"
Silence 4