What Passes For Silence

The Lucksmiths · Naturaliste [2003]

She knows how pathetic it looks

She's read it in books

And seen it in strangers

Eyes on the fickle spring skies

Awaiting the moment eveything changes

Unsure what to hope for when it does



What the hell happened last night?

Their first ever fight

And those far away sirens

She sighed to herself "for fuck's sake"

Lying awake in what passes for silence

Matching her breathing to his



What she's wondering is:

How did they come to this?

How did they come to this?

How did they come to this?