Текст песни Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark - Messages

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it worries me this kind of thing how you hope to live alone and occupy your waking hours we're taking sides again i just wept i couldn't understand why you started this again every day you send me more what makes it worse is this plan of yours to ensure I don't forget I'd write and tell you that I've burnt them all but you never send me your address and i've kept them anyway so don't ask me if I think it's true that communication can bring hope to those who have gone their seperate ways it hardly touched me when it should have then and memories are uncertain friends when recalled by messages coded messages always hurt letters messages poision

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