Snow flakes falling on your
Windowsill
All the people keeping,
Very still.

Children playing not a
Sound is heard.
The forgotten use of the
Spoken word.

Old man sitting on a
Bench in the park.
The dogs are happy but they
Do not bark.

No know knows just what's been
Going down.
The total absence of a
Single sound.

There was a time when we would
Go out and play.
We'd see our friends and we would
Know what to say.

But now we act as if we're
Inside our tombs.
We live like zombies never
Leaving our rooms.

Snow flakes falling on your
Windowsill
All the people keeping,
Very still.

Children playing not a
Sound is heard.
The forgotten use of the
Spoken word.

There was a time when we would
Go out and play.
We'd see our friends and we would
Know what to say.

But now we act as if we're
Inside our tombs.
We live like zombies never
Leaving our rooms.

Snow flakes falling on your
Windowsill

Snow flakes falling on your
Windowsill

Snow flakes falling on your
Windowsill
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Forgotten Word Lyrics

Dave Evans Solo – Forgotten Word Lyrics