never read much, but she loved to quote
love is a dead language
all she offered in her parting note
love is a dead language

i close my eyes and it's all i hear
it rings as hollow as a high school cheer
who did you plagiarize this time, dear?
love is a dead language

outside is a twilight snow
love is a dead language

sounds romantic, but i doubt you'd know
love is a dead language

one soft bullet and the rest is blurred
i claw the sky like a flying bird
you've done your duty
you've spread the word
love is a dead language

never felt anything she couldn't touch
love is a dead language
never came close, 'cause she knew too much
love is a dead language
so here's to us all who were born too late
and here's to the promise of a life alone
you've blessed us with such comfort in knowing
love is a dead language

--"love is a dead language" chagall guevara