paroles de chanson Nothing at All - William Doyle
I
was
aware
that
time
was
limited
And
that
I'd
have
to
keep
it
brief
But
then,
the
words
came
out
in
all
the
wrong
orders
The
rest
were
jammed
behind
my
teeth
So
I
couldn't
say
what
I
meant
The
feeling
and
the
sentiment
We're
buried
beneath
great
lengths
of
nothing
at
all
What
comes
next
If
I'm
unable
to
express?
I
strongly
suspect
that
it's
nothing
at
all
Forever
the
feeling
the
ineffable
Incomprehensible
at
best
The
sentence
is
forming,
but
nothing
is
giving
A
jumble
of
syntax
and
subtext
is
pulling
me
Further
along
into
saying
nothing
at
all
What
I
meant,
the
feeling
and
the
sentiment
We're
buried
beneath
great
lengths
of
nothing
at
all
What
comes
next
If
I'm
unable
to
express?
I
strongly
suspect
that
it's
nothing
at
all
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