The Long Winters

Everything is Talking

The Long Winters


Our new set can talk and think 
I'm upset it was so hard to train 
Our old set was quite a bore 
We yelled at it but it didn't hear 
My new friends have messages 
They reach me wherever I am 

Everything is talking, everything 

Nameless friends 
All know my name 
They know me, they help me 
Our new set is a good set 
It's a big set, a really big set 

Everything is talking, everything 

I'll miss: 
The waitresses 
The cops 
The appointments 
The shops 
The envelopes 
The change 
I'll miss the change 

My bank is hip-hop jazz 
They're too street, I don't get it 
I won't eat a machine 
But what if they ask me? 
What if it says my name? 

Everything is talking, everything