My transalantic sentence arrived upon your earsnWe doubt everything too much I saidnwe hold too many fearsnTell me something that is vaguely original you saidnAnd the ensuing silence was book-endednnIt's minus ten out here you said and then you wentnIt's minus ten out here you're voice was shakingnIt's minus ten out here, I know the feeling I saidnnI can see through to my veins - green glass under the skin,nDon't talk like that you said, it scares me when you do,nBut we are so brittle deep inside I said, don't you think it's true?nAnd down the line I heard you roll your eyes but I was on to younnIt's minus ten out here you said and then you wentnIt's minus ten out here you're voice is distortingnIt's minus ten out here, I know the feeling I said