Testo di Oh How We Drift Apart

Last time I saw him we weren’t really talking He said: Hey, how’re you living? How’s life been treating you? Was at the Good Luck Bar before they closed down About a month before I left town Oh, how we drift away from our friends And the ones back home pay remembrance You can take me out of your phone If you come knocking I won’t be home Finally met for lunch after weeks of pushing And the kitchen had dried out just as we were getting drinks Settled in on gossip and restaurants and nonsense And I wish I was as clever as they think Oh, how we drift away from our friends And the ones back home pay remembrance You can take me out of your phone If you come knocking I won’t be home Home Twenty thousand years ago, can you even imagine In the Chauvet caves women painting on the wall Pictures of their memories, pictures of their stories Pictures of their love affairs, pictures of their worries I wonder if they ever dreamt of us at all At all Oh, we stand on their bones and walk on their souls And the children who lived grew into women and men And painted over their mothers’ work again and again Again and again Oh, how we drift away Oh, how we drift away Oh, how we drift away Oh, how we drift away