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[ti:Out Of Touch]
[ar:Lucinda Williams]
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[00:00.000]Out Of Touch - Lucinda Williams
[00:09.460]Written by：Lucinda Williams
[00:18.934]Once in a while we might pass on the street
[00:27.430]We nod we smile and we shuffle our feet
[00:37.059]Making small talk standing face to face
[00:45.287]Hands in our pockets cause we feel so out of place
[00:54.165]Our paths may cross again in some crowded bar
[01:02.613]We feel a little lost cause we've drifted away so far
[01:11.514]Hoping to find the right words to say
[01:20.623]We joke a little and then go on our way
[01:29.523]We are so out of touch yeah
[01:38.128]We are so out of touch yeah
[01:50.106]La la la
[01:51.309]La la la la
[02:11.713]We speak in past tense and talk about the weather
[02:20.486]Half broken sentences we try to piece together
[02:28.864]I ask about an old friend that we both used to know
[02:37.546]You said you heard he took his life about five years ago
[02:46.413]We may pass each other on the interstate
[02:54.850]We honk and cross over to the other lane
[03:03.030]Everybody's going somewhere everybody's inside
[03:12.238]Hundreds of cars hundreds of private lives
[03:21.210]We are so out of touch yeah
[03:29.717]We are so out of touch yeah
[03:41.400]La la la
[03:42.717]La la la la