Lyrics:

We Bite Off Our Tongues
while Chewing The Fat;
though The Fire In Our Lungs Is Celestial
our Delivery Falls Flat.
would A Time Come To Be Silent
oh, We Never Spoke Of That.

we Talked Out Of Turn
in The School Of Hard Knocks;
although Willing To Learn From Experience
it Still Comes As A Shock
when The Time Comes To Be Silent...
one By One The Jaws All Drop.

the Voice Is Still Clear In My Head;
it's The Last Word In Monologue...
close-Up, Interior, Night.

mmm...

the Voices Alive In My Head
are All Tongue-Tied To Silence Now.

it's The Darkest Of Moods,
it's The Cruellest Of Jokes
that This Facility I Used, Once So Fluent,
is Cut Out At A Stroke.
and The Time Came To Be Silent
as The Core Connection Broke...
absurd Ineloquence,
my Own Words On Which I Choke.

swallowing Deep On The Thread,
so Much I'm Losing Now,
so Many Things Left Unsaid
and The Voice I've Been Using Is
gone Ahead.