Sangtekst: Laurie Anderson. Broken.
You say: Where have you been?
I say: Nowhere
You say: There, you're doing it again
You know I can't keep, I can't keep
I can't keep doing this
I wanted our life to be so sweet
To live on harmony
But there are so many things
You just don't want to hear anymore from me
You know I can't keep doing this, I can't keep,
I can't keep doin' this
Where did it go, the heat?
I can't keep doin' this
I wanted to tell you so many things
But I lost my voice somewhere along the way
I think to myself where did it go?
Maybe it lives somewhere
Outside the city and it's waiting for me there
All I have to do is say the word
And it will come back to me, it will come back to me
But I can't even recall
How to ask something as big as that
You say: What are you thinking now?
I say: Nothing
You say: There, you're doing it again
How did you get to be my conscience?
You know I can't keep, I can't keep
I can't keep doing this
Where did it go, the heat?
Silence can be a beautiful thing
But only when it can by broken by a kind word
With a soft word
With a word
Our love unspoken
Our love lies broken
I say: Nowhere
You say: There, you're doing it again
You know I can't keep, I can't keep
I can't keep doing this
I wanted our life to be so sweet
To live on harmony
But there are so many things
You just don't want to hear anymore from me
You know I can't keep doing this, I can't keep,
I can't keep doin' this
Where did it go, the heat?
I can't keep doin' this
I wanted to tell you so many things
But I lost my voice somewhere along the way
I think to myself where did it go?
Maybe it lives somewhere
Outside the city and it's waiting for me there
All I have to do is say the word
And it will come back to me, it will come back to me
But I can't even recall
How to ask something as big as that
You say: What are you thinking now?
I say: Nothing
You say: There, you're doing it again
How did you get to be my conscience?
You know I can't keep, I can't keep
I can't keep doing this
Where did it go, the heat?
Silence can be a beautiful thing
But only when it can by broken by a kind word
With a soft word
With a word
Our love unspoken
Our love lies broken