There was a time when everything mattered
When we discussed a topic until we wore it out
Never coming to any conclusion
But completely happy with ourselves for caring
We talked about love and hate and world peace
About abortion and marriage and all in between
We worried about war and poverty
The space program and where it was going
We didn’t know about the ozone yet
Or we would have discussed that too
Point is, we may have over discussed
Over intellectualized (we thought)
Maybe we just plain talked a subject to death
But damn, did we communicate
Now, well, we have trouble talking about the weather
We don’t agree…we just don’t discuss it
Keeping the peace are we? Making life easier
Or are we just giving up, just getting by