Forget them talking face to face
When every silence takes it's aim
Now given time to think it straight
Your plotted words come out so tame
So many ways to find yourself
With other futures still in bloom
Involved with almost no one else
Alone in all our tiny rooms
Anti-social, anti-trust
Our old ideals have turned to dust
Fast and hard, so soft and plush
But it doesn't mean much
No it doesn't mean much
While every message moves so fast
We never stopped to calmly wait
With wasted gifts to block your path
There's no time left for an escape
I'm here and there and everywhere
For all the ones I love the most
We're here and there and everywhere
All passing through like living ghosts
All passing through like living ghosts