From the recording Blueprints 3

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Jim Quealy Middle Room Music (sesac)

Lyrics

I don’t understand it. You don’t even try
We’re past the point of asking is something wrong
Past the point of wondering why
Wondering why we can’t be reasonable and kind
That fire. once burned so brightly
Now is impossible to find

We stake our claim in a fallout zone
Our hearts don’t break ’cause they’ve turned to stone
We’re here together. We’d rather be alone
Why can’t we agree on anything at all?
Why does it have to be anybody’s fault?

We never could have planned it
Who would’ve conceived?
The air could get so hard and icy cold
Now it’s getting hard to breathe
How long can we reason with illogical demands?
Don’t know that love’s so fragile ‘til it slips out of your hands

We stake our claim in a fallout zone
Our hearts won’t break ’cause they’re made of stone
We’re here together. We’d rather be alone
Why can’t we agree on anything at all?
Why does it have to be anybody’s fault?