Big Time Things-Office Culture

Well, hey yourself
I barely expected to write myself
Not to mention to hear back

Well, how’s your health?
What an amazing world we live in now
It’s so barren here
I’ve thought of you often

And suddenly I was watching the weather
Trying to cobble something together
To echo your sound

Hungrily, I’d repeat what you asked me
My thoughts would elbow right past me
And there I was at your service

Stop I feel nervous
Stop I feel nervous
I smell rust
Stop I feel nervous
Wondering if it’s you I should trust
Seems like big time things
are bothering both of us

Well, hey old friend
Something has set you off again
Brought you back from some strange land

But in the end
You’ll have no more clever lines to send
You’ll drop the act you practiced so often

Suddenly I forgot to remember
Those letters returned to sender
With no postage or codes

Ill at ease, choking under the pressure
Guessing at what we can’t measure
We’ll wonder if we deserve this

Stop I feel nervous
Stop I feel nervous
I smell rust
Stop I feel nervous
Wondering if it’s you I should trust
Seems like big time things
are bothering both of us