No one uses the phone anymore.
The tracks are wrecked and the odometer’s ticking.
The edge is pushed and the lines are melting.
Too scared to look at what I hear outside.
Release,Protect. Embrace, Engulf.
Remember the summer.
Protect. Enslave. In love.
Way offsides and I’m almost empty.
I’m cracked and stripped like a dominoe’s crush.
Send a tell if you’re ever near me.
I’m AFK and I can’t get by.
No one hears you fall to the floor.
The mirror’s broke and the newtonian’s clicking.
The finds are pressed and the veins are pumping.
Too far gone to do more than breathe.
Release me.
We’re too late.
Release the riggings;
This vessel’s underway.
Secure the riggings
Tack the sails, man the posts,
We’re headed South, into true wind…
Miles and miles of telephone poles.
Fallen and tossed around.
I can’t talk to you anymore, and I miss you.
Send a tell far away from here
Even if I believe,
That I can’t talk to you anymore, and I miss you.
Not in the same way, but I miss you.