all_you_have_to_say pSyche so it's 1 in the morning. We've been up all night we stared at the moon vast and cold in its emptiness and we shared the silence you didn't speak one word to me, not with your mouth of course, but you spoke with your eyes pale and kind in that night air and they could have spoken so much a million different words words that were unutterable to human tongues words that could make me laugh, cry, smile, or frown but all you have to say are three_simple_words and I can read them there on those open doors 050323 what's it to you? who go blather from