Communication Breakdown

Scratch the ice
 Let the telephone ring
 Sense of time is a powerful thing
 And we love to laugh
 Love to cry
 Half alive
 We love to
 Go slow when we're dancing for rain
 Dry skin flakes where there's ice in the vein
 And we love to cry
 Half alive
 Is this the start of the breakdown?
 Scratch the earth
 Dig the burial ground
 Sense of time would be easily found
 Ten out of ten
 For the ones who defend
 Pretend too
 Breakdown is a final demand
 We stand firm with our head in our hands
 As we love to to cry
 Half alive
 Is this the start of the breakdown?
 I can't understand you
 Is this the start of the breakdown?
 I can't understand you
 Is this the start of the breakdown?
 Break, break down
 Break, break
 I can't understand you
 Is this the start of the breakdown?
 I can't understand you
 Is this the start of the breakdown?
 I can't understand you
 Is this the start of the breakdown?
 I can't understand you