Softshoe from Hindsight by Nick Zanca
Tracklist
| 7. | Softshoe | 5:20 |
Lyrics
I don't want to stage an intervention but I have doubts concerning your commitment. We have played the changes in spite of where the beat falls. All that I ask is that you provide an echo when I decide to let go. How can you turn an I into we? I have lost my patience for passivity. I never said we had to agree but I've lost my patience for passivity.
Why must we softshoe around each other? The radio silence is enough of a buffer. Are you so afraid that what you'd say might hurt me? Let's spill sand on the stage and let's get our feet dirty at each other's mercy. How can you turn an I into we? I have lost my patience for passivity. I never said we had to agree but I've lost my patience for passivity.
I know you've been somewhat uninspired, but you won't find it holed up with all your knobs and wires. I've been rooting for you from the start of the first session, so what is the hold up? It's time for some progression, chronological succession. How can you turn an I into we? I have lost my patience for passivity. I never said we had to agree; I will give you the floor; that's enough from me.
Talk to me. (At least tell me how your day was; play against my banter; let me be there for you.)
