People Don't Seem to Talk Much Anymore

He is sitting in the station with a bottle in a brown paper bag

He picks up a lit cigarette he thinks a bit then he takes a drag

And he sings aloud just to hear his voice

And to hear the language that his father spoke

When he was young and everything seemed so sure

And he says "People don't seem to talk much anymore"

She is standing in a doorway collecting change with a coffee cup in her hands

She puts a copy of the morning paper into a bag full of cans

She's been crying all evening

But you can pretend you don't even know what tears are for

She says "People don't seem to talk much anymore"

When we've got a hope inside our hearts how can we have nothing to say?

You know Jesus watches weeping 'cause it's Him that we've turned away

We are rushing we are back to back we are standing side by side

Our eyes are glazed over like glass we need a place to hide

We are standing like an audience

Hypnotized and trembling to the subway's oncoming roar

But people don't seem to talk much anymore