Song | No One Is There |
Artist | Lou Reed |
Album | Le Bataclan '72 [live] |
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Now and then I'm scared, when i seem to forget | |
how sounds become words or even sentances... | |
No, i don't speak anymore and what could i say, | |
since no-one is there and there is nothing to say... | |
So, i prefer to lie in darkest silence alone... | |
listening to the lack of light, or sound, | |
or someone to talk to, for something to share... | |
but there is no hope and no-one is there. | |
No, no, no... not one living soul | |
and there is nothing (left) to say, | |
in darkness I lie all alone by myself, | |
sleeping most of the time to endure the pain. | |
I am not breathing a word, i haven't spoken for weeks | |
and yet the mistress inside me is (secretly) straining her ears. | |
But there is no-one, and it seems to me at times | |
that with every passing hour another word is leaving my mind... | |
I am the mistress of loneliness, | |
my court is deserted but i do not care. | |
The presence of people is ugly and cold | |
and something i can neither watch nor bear. | |
So, i prefer to lie in darkest silence alone, | |
listening to the lack of light, or sound, | |
or someone to talk to, for something to share... | |
but there is no hope and no-one is there. | |
No, I don't speak anymore and what should i say, | |
since no-one is there and there is nothing to say? | |
All is oppressive, alles ist schwer, | |
there is no-one and |
Now and then I' m scared, when i seem to forget | |
how sounds become words or even sentances... | |
No, i don' t speak anymore and what could i say, | |
since noone is there and there is nothing to say... | |
So, i prefer to lie in darkest silence alone... | |
listening to the lack of light, or sound, | |
or someone to talk to, for something to share... | |
but there is no hope and noone is there. | |
No, no, no... not one living soul | |
and there is nothing left to say, | |
in darkness I lie all alone by myself, | |
sleeping most of the time to endure the pain. | |
I am not breathing a word, i haven' t spoken for weeks | |
and yet the mistress inside me is secretly straining her ears. | |
But there is noone, and it seems to me at times | |
that with every passing hour another word is leaving my mind... | |
I am the mistress of loneliness, | |
my court is deserted but i do not care. | |
The presence of people is ugly and cold | |
and something i can neither watch nor bear. | |
So, i prefer to lie in darkest silence alone, | |
listening to the lack of light, or sound, | |
or someone to talk to, for something to share... | |
but there is no hope and noone is there. | |
No, I don' t speak anymore and what should i say, | |
since noone is there and there is nothing to say? | |
All is oppressive, alles ist schwer, | |
there is noone and |
Now and then I' m scared, when i seem to forget | |
how sounds become words or even sentances... | |
No, i don' t speak anymore and what could i say, | |
since noone is there and there is nothing to say... | |
So, i prefer to lie in darkest silence alone... | |
listening to the lack of light, or sound, | |
or someone to talk to, for something to share... | |
but there is no hope and noone is there. | |
No, no, no... not one living soul | |
and there is nothing left to say, | |
in darkness I lie all alone by myself, | |
sleeping most of the time to endure the pain. | |
I am not breathing a word, i haven' t spoken for weeks | |
and yet the mistress inside me is secretly straining her ears. | |
But there is noone, and it seems to me at times | |
that with every passing hour another word is leaving my mind... | |
I am the mistress of loneliness, | |
my court is deserted but i do not care. | |
The presence of people is ugly and cold | |
and something i can neither watch nor bear. | |
So, i prefer to lie in darkest silence alone, | |
listening to the lack of light, or sound, | |
or someone to talk to, for something to share... | |
but there is no hope and noone is there. | |
No, I don' t speak anymore and what should i say, | |
since noone is there and there is nothing to say? | |
All is oppressive, alles ist schwer, | |
there is noone and |