We can only shift so many times in our seats
And we can only stand so long the tapping of our feet
And it's a good thing we're singers or the silence might stretch on
But we'll listen to songs that both of us hate
But somehow know all the words to anyway
And we'll feel a bit better the louder we sing along
Has it really been so long since we've been here?
The trees have grown in closer these past few years
And I still can't believe that we haven't done the same
And we both know that we're both somehow to blame
So back through the silence we'll sit in it's space
And we'll risk those hard questions that we've been saving
And we'll send out new shoots towards the other before we leave
They've been cutting back branches for the phone lines along these streets
They've been cutting back branches
They've been cutting back branches for the phone lines along these streets
But we both know a call's not the same as when you're sitting next to me