No One Listens To The Silence
Sometimes this world it turns me topsy-turvy
Sometimes that’s where I need to be
Sometimes I need the manic of this city
The chaos and the pace that sets me free
Too many times I’m walking nervous breakdown
A raw nerve bundle of anxiety
Pumped up on the go-go of this city yeah, yeah
Like a junked up hype on methodrine
Too many people with too many things to say
Too many signals to receive
Too many broadcasts screaming in my head
Its like living in the snow on my tv
I can hear the whispers
I couldn’t hear them before
And I can see the subtleties that just weren’t there before
Guess I said I love but don’t love you no more
I was drowning in the chaos but I am not drowning no more
No one listens to the silence
No one listens to the silence
Sometimes this world it spins me round and round
Sometimes it spins me to my knees
Feeding off the power of this city yeah, yeah
I’m a basket case just wandering the streets
Everybody’s trapped among the wildlife
Addicted to the sixty cycle hum
Caught up in the matrix of this cityscape
Like a third rail high to oblivion
Too many people causing problems in their lives
Can’t see the forest for the trees
Just keep your head down and don’t question why it is
Because you’re a long line of lemmings to the sea.