Rift

'Round nine o'clock on Monday
A sudden rift divided you and me
The air between us thickened
It formed a wall, and I just can't explain it
Honesty is all the rage in my world
So tell me straight
And cut this tension
I knew it was comin', but
What I expected was not like this
You're not like this

To what do I owe this swift turn of events tonight?
Please shed some light
The wheels were turning, then all motion abruptly ceased
And I flew from my seat
The silent treatment doesn't remedy any blow
Far as I know
Is this how you like it to go?
Then I'll go

By nine o'clock on Sunday
The rift had widened to a canyon's size
I tried to hunt for answers
But it proved a pointless exercise
A waste of time
Your excuse, my little song
Won't put right what's been put wrong
And I don't care to
'Cos if there might be some way
Don't think that I would bridge the gap between
This space between

To what do I owe that swift turn of events that night?
Please shed some light
The wheels were turning, then all motion abruptly ceased
And I flew from my seat
The silent treatment isn't working as you prescribed
'Cos I don't mind
If this is was all your design
I'll keep that in mind next time
Next time?
Yeah, right