too much patience no resistance within shouting distance you can hear a blind man s bluff dragging names through the mud instead of biting his tongue the devil s in the air and i m spitting out prayers while the rubbernecks all get their fill tell me tell me a story tell me not to worry or pick up the phone so i m turning turning a deaf ear so that i don t hear them throwing stones too much hogwash not enough hearsay always made the front page you could use a fine tooth comb to get a word from the wise would be a welcome surprise keep an ear to the ground so to drown out the sound cause the dead air is what makes me whole these walls don t talk even when somebody knocks these walls don t stand for anyone else but themselves these walls won t fall even when gravity s failing us all hey hey hey3