We Don't Listen
Sound made to agitate
A thousand and one tiny pieces will come
And disintegrate
Sound made to infiltrate
But we don’t listen
We have hardly begun
We are built to make
And just between us
I feel so small
I tried to answer it all
But now I’m losing my will
Sound that begins to break
Burning alone with the rhythm and tone
That annihilates
Sound we refuse to take
While we don’t listen
We’re obsessed with our own
And our will to make
And just between us
I feel so small
I tried to answer it all
But now I’m losing my will
I saw the writers face
I questioned him
But he just turned the page
I knew he’d got it wrong
When monkey was the only word he’s made
And just between us
I feel so small
I tried to answer it all
But now I’m losing my will
And just between us
I feel so small
I tried to answer it all
But now I’m losing my will
