TELEPHONE

Have you ever heard the phone ring from a different room?

In somebody else’s house,

In another neighborhood?

Please, stop me now,

If I’ve told too soon

Your mastery of mystery,

Rolled tight, within your misery.

Have you ever sunk into your own mind?

Hung a sign, “Please, Don’t Disturb”,

Then slipped away, without a word…

There came a time

When we were restless.

Playing on the telephone, when only you and I were home.

I had to climb

Into the attic,

To find the source, and end the game

When every night, the phantom sang;

Three times.

Who’s on the line?

It’s silent in the dead of night.

Three rings.

Who’s playing games?

And calling in the dead of night.

I had to climb

Into the attic.

To find the source, and end the game

And every time the phone would hang

Up.

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