Blackchords — December

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Leaving through the front door
Dressed up for your eyes
And I hope that you’ll see me

Walking down the back streets
And all that’s on my mind
Is seeing you some how

Faces in the hallway
All look like strangers
And the crowd starts to form

Silence is stronger than words

I remember
Talking with you
And the dice began to roll
So I kept my fingers crossed

December fading quickly
In last hours of this night
I kept no thoughts from fading

Silence is stronger than words