Il testo della Houdini's angels

Do you think that people get tired of themselves?
Is that why the t.v.s on all the time?
It dont take much to get it right back on track
But it wont fall from the sky right into your lap

Ive made the most of luck
You get a brand new chance in a brand new town
And if i dont read what they wrote about me
I might turn you on to something ive found

Silence, priceless, silence
The only way we talk

What if people get everything they expect?
What becomes of hope? ill bet shes a nervous wreck
Whats the genius in a cushion on your couch?
You better find yourself something that drags you out

Ive made the most of love
You get a brand new chance in a brand new town
And if i dont hear what they whisper about me
I might turn you on to something ive found

Silence, priceless, silence
The only way we talk