Immaculate Machine - Small Talk Lyrics
So much for small talkThe big ideas somehow snuck inWhen we weren't lookingAnd scared awayThe light-hearted laughterOf our innocenceAnd it was replacedBy a poker-faced needTo draw lines in wet cementI wish we could go backBlindfold ourselves andTurn each other aroundInterlock our fingersAnd follow the soundsBut without our sensesI feel defenseless and confusedSo attempt to be on alertFor fear of getting hurtThere were nine of us in photographNow our secrets hide in the tall grassYou can take the "no" with an ample glassThere were nine of us in the photographThe modes and lines of communicationHave been cut, now it's complicatedWe can't go back'Til we learn to relaxAnd I did something I wasn't proud ofYou paid me back, we're even and then someWe can't go back'Til we learn to relaxThere were nine of us in photographNow our secrets hide in the tall grassYou can take the "no" with an ample glassThere were nine of us in the photograph