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Band: This Train
Album: You're soaking in it!
Song: The Silence
Words: Mark Robertson
Music: Jordan Richter, Mark Robertson, Rod Glaze

A                                  G                A
Why can't we just work things out, what are you so afraid of?
                                   G                   A
Sit and reason or stand and shout, show me what you're made of
F                                      A
How long will it be 'til you return my call?
                                           G                 A
If the bridges have all burned down, let's scream across the chasm
                                 G               A
But if you don't want me around, you can make it happen
    F                                     A
But I don't believe we're better off that way
B          C      D
You' ain't said a word, so I'll do all the talking

(Chorus)
A
Somebody tell me why we're fighting
E
I forget myself sometimes
F#                              D              E             A
Silence is the weapon, hurts me more, than any other in this war
                               E
And what could be so conclusive to make love so elusive?
F#                              D              E             A
Silence is the weapon, hurts me more, than any other in this war

A                       G                A
Am I talking to a wall, should I try graffiti?
                           G            A
Is there any use at all in drawing up a treaty?
F                                       A
'Cause I don't feel so optimistic these days
B        C       D
We don't have to kiss, I just want to make up

(Chorus)

A
Somebody tell me why we're fighting
E
I forget myself sometimes
F#                              D              E             A
Silence is the weapon, hurts me more, than any other in this war
                               E
And what could be so conclusive to make love so elusive?
F#                              D              E             A
Silence is the weapon, hurts me more, than any other in this war
E
Silence...
       F#
Got no peace of mind
       D
Got no ax to grind.
A                E                                 F#
Somebody tell me how the hand of kindness turned into a fist
            D                      E
Has it come down to this? Will you ever want to talk about it?

(Chorus)
A
Somebody tell me why we're fighting
E
I forget myself sometimes
F#                              D              E             A
Silence is the weapon, hurts me more, than any other in this war
                               E
And what could be so conclusive to make love so elusive?
F#                              D              E             A
Silence is the weapon, hurts me more, than any other in this war
E
Silence...
            F#                   D             E F# A
What's with all the fuss? What's become of us?

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