Whisper your name in an empty room
You brush past my skin, as soft as fur
Taking hold, I taste your scent
Distant noises, other voices
Pounding in my broken head
Commit the sin, commit yourself
And all the other voices said
Change your mind, you're always wrong
Come around at Christmas, I really have to see you
Smile at me slyly, another festive compromise
But I live with desertion and eight million people
Distant noises of other voices
Pulsing in my swinging arms
Caress the sound, so many dead
And all the other voices sing
Change your mind, you're always...
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A promotional music video was made for “Other Voices” but the song was not released as a single. When Smith was asked what his inspiration for the song was for a fanzine in 1989, he replied:
this one’s a bit difficult…umm… blotting out the world through the eating of forbidden fruit? deafened by lust?
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