Conversations help move us
Forwards to a more constructive space
And us men are not renowned for sharing
All the thoughts we bottle up each day

So we scream and shout
All our doubts
To let some of these feelings out
And in the end I feel closer to you

Talking is better than exploding
But exploding beats imploding every time
So if you've got some laundry that needs airing
Just take a number and wait in line

Cos we talked about
This current drought
And how we should take it round by round
And in the end I feel closer to you

These thoughts can really start to spiral
Like flies buzzing around a corpse
And you can't rely on your eyeballs
As reality starts to warp

Is this a mountain range or a molehill?
Or have we run out of oxygen?
Two snappin' little crocodiles
And the jaw is hardwired to the brain
Still hunting for fish in the rain...

So we talked it out
Walked it out
And silence finally became sound
And I finally laid some feelings down
And in the end I feel closer to you
Oh in the end I feel closer to you
Oh in the end I feel closer to you"