Lyrics Trixie Whitley

Trixie Whitley

Soft Spoken Words

He shadows the steps

of my darkest times

As I seek escape

from a crumbling spine

Try to find shelter

found in the wildest nights

I run for miles

we lose our grace

When your soft spoken words

sound like machines in my ears

Danced like a lone dog

at the masquerade

And you embraced

these fractured heart lines

But oh the times,

the times that I grow numb

Blind to the masterpiece

of our love

When your soft spoken words

sound like machines in my ears