Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire - Waiting to Talk lyrics

Everybodys talking Nobodys listening And everybodys sweating And nobodys glistening Nobody knows what hes thinking Doesnt really step out even when hes drinking And it seems kind of creepy Seems like the kind that stalks Nobody knows when hes sinking Always looks so pensive whether or not hes thinking And to him it seems, to him it screams Everyones just waiting to talk And everyones waiting to talk, Lord Its all so terribly awkward on the verandas in the front halls In the bus stations, bathroom stalls Yeah, it seems everyones just waiting to talk What must he be thinking? Can we even guess? Hes not really linking Himself with the rest Does he know our big secret? Has one of us confessed? 'Bout the wires circuits and motors And are buried in our chest And its all just a pointless equation This parabolic conversation Like two distinct lines Never the twain shall meet Never? No never Nobody knows what hes thinking Doesnt really step out even when hes drinking Yes, to him it seems to certain extremes That everyones waiting to talk And everyones waiting to talk, Lord Its all so terribly awkward on the verandas in the front halls Everybodys talking, nobodys listening Everybodys sweating, nobodys glistening And so it seems that Everyone's just waiting to talk