Small Talk

Mapping out the Interstate
 My finger prints a figure eight
 We come around, we've seen this place
 Before.
 And climbing up the empire state
 You hold my hand and hesitate
 A camera shot, we've seen this place
 Before.
 We're welded in gridlock
 We're watching the wall clock
 All the literate small talk keeps us sane.
 We work by the windows
 Feels soft where the wind blows.
 All the literate small talk keeps us sane.
 In cubicles we simulate
 A broken wall, a city state
 We're lost in files, we've seen this place
 Before.
 A counterculture elevates
 We cross it out, we can't erase
 A sous rature, we've seen this place
 Before.