What a cheery thread
I'm still ODing on Keane and this song (extract) perfectly describes the difficulty of communicating with someone when you have nothing left to say to one another and no common ground left:
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?