Well, hey yourself
I barely expected to write myself
Not to mention to hear back
Well, how's your health?
What an amazing world we live in now
It's so barren here
I've thought of you often
And suddenly I was watching the weather
Trying to cobble something together
To echo your sound
Hungrily, I'd repeat what you asked me
My thoughts would elbow right past me
And there I was at your service
Stop I feel nervous
Stop I feel nervous
I smell rust
Stop I feel nervous
Wondering if it's you I should trust
Seems like big time things
Are bothering both of us
Well, hey old friend
Something has set you off again
Brought you back from some strange land
But in the end
You'll have no more clever lines to send
You'll drop the act you practiced so often
Suddenly I forgot to remember
Those letters returned to sender
With no postage or codes
Ill at ease, choking under the pressure
Guessing at what we can't measure
We'll wonder if we deserve this
Stop I feel nervous
Stop I feel nervous
I smell rust
Stop I feel nervous
Wondering if it's you I should trust
Seems like big time things
Are bothering both of us