Seldom Matters Testo

Seldom matters, the words that you say.Matters less the noise you play.Melody wraps it up in fine display.But the tear down spits it out all the live long day.The voice in the wire...she attempts to remain.There's a storm in betweenthat twists what little remains.And the clueless remind the lovelessnot to stand out in the rainAnd therein lies recitalon the politics of pain.These things that seldom matterwhen they matter... it's all that do.These things that seldom matterthey make a [1] Draw bridge [2] Lug nut [3] Train wreckout of you.You can't help but fall on the trouble that they do...you can't help the loveless,when they don't have a clue.The mind set and the wobbledon't know when to refrain.The collision of the heartand head are ad rain.And the losers and the usersthey at best... at least know better than to complain.These things that seldom matter............