Do we talk?

Verse 1
"Listen up, you don’t know a thing, man!"
"Typical again—just another you-can’t!"
"Come on, that’s nonsense, pure and plain.
Your opinion? A bad joke, weak and lame."
Back and forth, a battle of words,
No one hears the other's verse.
Only sharp voices building walls,
Where there once was room for bridges, halls.
Chorus
Do we talk or do we scream?
Do we build or tear the dream?
What will you plant—walls or stone?
Will it be a path or just leave us alone?
Verse 2
"You’re always the one who doesn’t get it!"
"And you’re the one who’s always spinning in circles, admit it!"
"Your tone? Like rusty tools, that’s no use!"
"Oh, and yours sounds like yesterday’s news!"
The words fly like arrows, sharp and sly,
But do they even hit the sky?
It’s no longer about truth or care,
Just about winning—and that leads nowhere.
Chorus
Do we talk or do we scream?
Do we build or tear the dream?
What will you plant—walls or stone?
Will it be a path or just leave us alone?
Bridge
And then the classics come:
"If I were you, I wouldn’t be so dumb!"
"Well, if I were you, I’d drink more rum!"
(We don’t laugh; we only fume,
With every line, we lose the room.)
Verse 3
"Honestly, talking to you is impossible!"
"No wonder—you're always immovable!"
"You’re so sensitive, a walking complaint."
"And you? A jerk, since we’re being quaint."
But what if we asked differently,
What if we just stayed silently?
A sentence not shot like a speeding dart,
Could plant peace where bridges fell apart.
Chorus
Do we talk or do we scream?
Do we build or tear the dream?
What will you plant—walls or stone?
Will it be a path or just leave us alone?
Outro
This is your conversation, you lead it in quiet,
No loud triumph, no fiery riot.
The strength is found where questions grow,
Where listening and silence make bridges show.
Not the loudest, not the one who "wins,"
But the one who guides, calm, within.
A word that heals, a line that bends,
Is the true power that peace extends.