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Texty: Matthew Sweet. Inside. Quiet Her.

Without a single breath of noiselessness she can't speak
But we'll keep raging through the cold rushes

So I will quiet her
Tell her the words that she needs to hear
I will quiet her
Tell her the words that she needs to hear

And I won't be left at the battle front
I'll be getting off with the one I love tonight

Kicked up a lot of dust started off, she took it
And love will falter if your faith is lost

But I can quiet her
Tell her the words that she needs to hear
I will quiet her
Tell her the words that she needs to hear

And I won't be left at the battle front
I'll be getting off with the one I love tonight

And I won't be left at the battle front
I'll be getting off with the one I love tonight

And I will quiet her
Tell her the words that she needs to hear
I will quiet her
Tell her the words that she needs to hear

And I won't be left at the battle front
I'll be getting off with the one I love
I'll be getting off with the one I love