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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Spoons
Spoons
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
G. Deppe
G. Deppe
Composer
Rob Preuss
Rob Preuss
Composer

Lyrics

Out of your mouth, into air
You hang up your words so that I can try to compare
Just how they stand up to the naked eye
I put extra dimes in the parking meter
So we've got time, to watch the words
Float 'round the room and make contact with furniture
And if we sit and watch them long enough
All chances predicting collision say that
One in ten words will reach you
Percentages say
One in ten words will get through
Into my ears, out of air
I capture the words so that I can try to repair
The bits of sentences that come to me
In pieces, long distance from your direction
We recognize familiar sounds
The codes from our youth that adulthood turned all around
Now only if we really concentrate
The chances predicting collision say that
One in ten words will reach you
Percentages say
One in ten words will get through
Prepare for relaxation (I can't hear you)
In these situations, oh-oh-oh (I can only see you)
Prepare for relaxation (I can't hear you)
There's no vocalization (I can only see you)
Prepare for relaxation (I can't hear you)
In these situations, oh-oh-oh (I can only see you)
Prepare for relaxation (I can't hear you)
There's no vocalization, oh-oh-oh-oh (I can only see you)
Written by: G. Deppe, Rob Preuss
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