Caesar's Palace, Westminster Abbey, the CN Tower, it's all the same to me
Silly sounds and crowded streets
The kind of people that people like me don't like to meet
Sit and take the blame with me, it's a lost art
I think I've finally found the words to express what my true feelings are
We could compare us to the monkey way and think of what went wrong
Just get together and enjoy time, it's a lost art
Something from nothing, the sun and the moon
Anything we can't see, it's all the same to you
She said something about listening, how it's a lost art
I know it's hard to find the words to use but that's where we could start
If I just keep talking, will you hear right from the start
Something about listening, how it's a lost art