Let’s talk about the elephant in the room, It’s mighty big and looking guilty too. Sittin’ in your armchair like he pays the rent, Got more presence than your good intent.
Clock keeps tickin’ like it’s timing the joke, Ashtray whisperin’ through the curls of smoke, You sip your truth with a twist of lime, and drink it down every single time.
Talk around it, walk around it, pour another round to it, Laugh it off, brush it off, never say a sound to it, Big gray truth with the whole room bent to it. We don’t talk about it… No, we don’t talk about it.
Television’s singin’ some sugar-coated lies, Clown on a screen with painted alibis, But those big sad eyes don’t blink or sway, They just sit and soak in what you won’t say.
Your glass sweats secrets onto the wood, You say “it’s fine” and you're feelin' good, But that word “fine” has a fragile seam, And splits wide open with a silent scream.
Talk around it, walk around it, pour another round to it, Laugh it off, brush it off, never say a sound to it, Big gray truth with the whole room bent to it— We don’t talk about it… No, we don’t talk about it.
Oh, we iron our smiles, press ‘em just right, While truth wrinkles deeper in the night, Maybe if somebody said his name, He’d shrink down small or slip his frame…
But hush is a cage and we lock it tight, Feedin’ that beast every single night.
Talk around it… walk around it… Big gray truth… sittin’ right there… As we look but never make a sound… Pour a stiff one then water it down…
Talk around it, walk around it, pour another round to it, Laugh it off, brush it off, never say a sound to it, Big gray truth with the whole room bent to it. We don’t talk about it… No, we don’t talk about it.
So here’s to the hush and the things we groom, To the shadows we dress in cheap perfume, You can dim the lights, you can clear the room, But he don’t leave with the closing tune…
We don’t talk about it… Still don’t talk about it…
Just me… and you… and the elephant in the room.
~SRC
Ai with animation and ai music with lyrics by S.R.Chappell