Reading the rhythm of the conversation
Riding a dream you never ache
Everyone shares but no one understands
Every new noise that we make
Hearing the rhythm of the conversation
Fragments of a foreign land
Shadows of sounds that we sought to share
Hoping you'd fin'lly understand
He didn't leave but he broke your heart
Being untrue to you when you thought
He should have been thinking only of you
Long before he or anyone knew
Look into the eyes of the population
Disjointed pictures on a train
What's in their hearts or up in the air
Anyone else who shares their pain
She didn't leave, she just didn't stay
Then when you tried, she went away
Couldn't you listen. you might have seen
Her staying and finding whoever you've been
Shuddering the crudeness of this interruption
Echo flesh will mock your voice
Shouting in whispers we'll strangle our judgement
Look how we silent made your choice
He didn't leave but he still broke your heart
She didn't go but you're two apart
Tongues are tying but neither one heard
Too many meanings in too many words
Listen to the rhythm of the conversation
Words confusing all our plans
Lessons are called but no one attends them
Hoping our lovers come to hand
(and at least they'll try to understand)
And hoping that our lovers (but they don't)
Hoping that our lovers (but they can't)
And hoping that our lovers will they will when they won't
Hoping our lovers understand
Listen to the rhythm of the conversation
Listen to the rhythm of the confrontation
You'd think with all this talk
there'd be understanding
Listen to the rhythm of the conversation
