Intro: Em G D A Em G D AEm G D A Once in a while we might pass on the streetEm G D A We nod we smile and we shuffle our feetEm G D A Making small talk standing face to faceEm G D A Hands in our pockets cause we feel so out of placeEm G D A Our paths may cross again in some crowded barEm G D A We feel a little lost cause we've drifted away so farEm G D A Hoping to find the right words to sayEm G D A We joke a little and then go on our wayC G D C G D We are so out of touch yeah - We are so out of touch yeahEm G D A Em G D A Em G D A La La La La - La La La la - La La La La - La LaEm G D A We speak in past tense and talk about the weatherEm G D A Half broken sentences we try to piece togetherEm G D A I ask about an old friend that we both used to knowEm G D A You said you heard he took his life about five years agoEm G D A We may pass each other on the interstateEm G D A We honk and cross over to the other laneEm G D A Everybody's going somewhere everybody's insideEm G D A Hundreds of cars hundreds of private livesC G D C G D We are so out of touch yeah - We are so out of touch yeahEm G D A Em G D A Em G D A La La La La - La La La la - La La La La - La La
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