same old thing

I hear your voice and you hear mine, but that don’t mean the words we speak, the sounds we make, mean anything and any one idea takes root if it works for me, and it works for you.

la la la…

The noise goes on but no one cares. No one can hear. Turn on your mouth turn off your ears.

Turn off this road. Look for someone whose silence sings as your heart does the same old thing.

la la la…

All we speak

All we hear

All we see

All we feel

It all becomes the same old thing

It all becomes the same old thing

iano / mat