*** A middle-aged couple throws the dice on one last chance for romance. But are they really interested in each other, or the story they tell on social media? ***
We’re drawing the blinds - it’s mid afternoon
We’ve waited forever and everything’s new
The boutique hotel - but you’ve nothing to say
Your face is a picture entitled dismay
Time is precious when the arrow flies
Wait, wait, wait, and the moment dies
Grind my gears until the cogs run slow
I’m adding to the list of things that you’ll never know
The error is null, the warning a void
I guess you like the silent treatment
I got the red flag, attention span drag
I’m giving you the silent treatment
You’re wasting my time, I step in the shallows
So proud of those tales of streets broad and narrow
A desolate angel, a real happy ending
Elliptical spaces...
Ongoing conversations with transactional friends
Time so tight in this demanding life
Life takes planning and there’s no rewind
This is space that you can’t seem to use
Decisions to be made and I’m not seeing you move
A glistening icefield, a blanket of snow
I’m giving you the silent treatment
Don’t mind if you stay, don’t care if you go
You’ll never understand the silent treatment
Scenting the breeze of a cool atmosphere
The taxi pulls up by the door
I’m signing my name in the guestbook in Morse
A glass of champagne, yes I’m sure
Impervious look that your story demands
I can’t hear you talk with your hands.
So that’s why it’s calledThe silent treatment.