So I'm standing in a bullet sparking down a greasy gun and I'm rubbing peoples' shoulders but I'm miles from everyone and we're hugging without touching, accepting by refusing and that sound of awkward silence isn't awkward if it's soothing to the grumpy grey old grandma who saw the first king kong is she at peace or just pissed off with the damp?; mocked her joints for way too long. looking at our eye lids, if they open it's a danger. Oh my god: I'm sharing perfect eye-to-eye-time with a stranger one who will forget me like the stars forgot the day I guess we always were the crosses on a graph anyway. If our eyes do share a tiny part of time together it is spent planning how we'll look away from one another. A man with awful glasses wonders where it is she goes as he spies a woman sleeping that he doesn't even know and the wrinkles on the faces of the people that I see in this clickety clackedy bullet make sense to me.
We just want to talk, but we are way too scared We just want to talk, but there’s silence here instead We just want to talk, you can never talk enough But we can’t even talk no more, how are we supposed to love?
She sits and she examines with a screwed up expression should have checked it in the shop but now she'll never learn her lesson thinks she got short changed so she checks her receipt but I can see her £1.20 by her feet, but can I tell her? can I? No. 'Cos that would force us to connect. and that makes me a weirdo with a screw loose in my head. And our hearts are always close to everything that they can get because it's better to be safely sorry everything's a threat. This man is busy munching and he's loving every bite, spending time with some Doritos before he meets his wife and I could stare at you forever, I could help you with a word but pretend you cannot see me it'll never get heard practicing a speech to himself once again over and over 'till she smiles in his head and says "O.K Dad I know that you gotta work late and I'm not gonna cry if you miss my play".
We just want to talk, but we are way too scared We just want to talk, but there’s silence here instead We just want to talk, you can never talk enough But we can’t even talk no more, how are we supposed to love?
I can see myself in all of you and all of you in me but a frightened little planet, most of all, is what i see. The best friend you never made could be one foot away and end up anonymous because you never tried to say "hey". Look at that, it's a lady with a pram but I'm not gonna help her but I do give a damn It's just that if I offer to she might go crazy and think I think she's weak 'cos she's a lady with a baby I really don't think anybody knows anymore when to talk and so we don't because we're just not sure and this is why people kinda just wanna be alone and they start little groups that just grow and just grow and they think one thing and this keeps 'em safe until a group of other people have something else to say and both groups don't even know what they believe anymore they just know who they hate and so they start themselves a war.
We just want to talk, but we are way too scared We just want to talk, but there’s silence here instead We just want to talk, you can never talk enough But we can’t even talk no more, how are we supposed to... How are we supposed to love?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
