| Don't say a word | |
| Not because I know what you mean | |
| Not because I've heard you say this before | |
| But in this semblance of Democracy | |
| It's like vacuum for what you overheard | |
| Don't say a word | |
| Don't call me back | |
| Not because I didn't call | |
| Because I'm busy watching TV on my day off | |
| And you might startle me with rational words | |
| Contradicting all the new I've just heard | |
| So don't call me back | |
| Now a word is tense and bare like a trigger just a hair away | |
| From being pulled | |
| You know I can't pretend to know how this is going to end | |
| But don't you feel like, don't you feel like you're being fooled? | |
| But you don't say a word | |
| Are you at work? | |
| I called this morning but I guess I was late | |
| Now we're both waiting for the day when the dreams wane | |
| With possibilities permanently sealed | |
| Atrophied after their purpose revealed | |
| To keep you at work | |
| Now, have you gone out? | |
| You know I called but the place was too loud | |
| This cacophony, I couldn't make out | |
| If you wanted me over tonight | |
| Another private tease as sense comes by daylight | |
| Or we could go out | |
| Nouns pass for narration and camp sights for nations | |
| But you're just driving out of range | |
| You struggle with phone, but it doesn't matter, I'm not home | |
| Besides, I've got nothing, nothing to say | |
| Don't say a word |