I used to hate the telephone escaped from calling or picking up
With headphones in the stereo repeating all the same
Now this broken stereo gathers dust, will turn to dust
Playing old toy pianos regardless of the mate
Keeps silence, keeps silence
trained me to wait for you to call me back
1,2,3 to count the ring and blinks
they told me I’m not going to grow up enough
to count up just in time
Ran out of words minutes ago
No, they must have dropped from my mouth
or long nose of an elephant
And I keep silence with impatience
nevertheless no one else waits me coming back
I used to wait for you to call
til night say ‘call it a day’
Keeping waving to the stars they’re signing nothing
I keep silence hold my breath
with patience to wait for you to call me back

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