11.10.2006

more from the quiet desk

Your sweet voice
Lets me know there is a choice
Plays me slow
Oh, much more slowly than that
And when we danced
We danced warm cheek to cold cheek
A sideways glance
I knew you were looking at him

I can't call you a friend
'Cause when you left me here
You left me here to die
Don't worry I won't call you again
'Cause when I take a hint
I take it pretty hard
And when you broke my heart
you broke it into shards of glass

The telephone
Yells out at me to wake
I won't be blamed
For someone else's mistakes
It's your sweet voice
Sounding cheery and warm
It breaks my heart
But I summon up all my charm

Can I call you my friend?
'Cause it's been so long
Since we've talked
That I miss you
Don't worry I'm over you right now
So my feelings won't get in the way of it
Oh, I miss the way we talked about
The little things

[The Reindeer Section, "Your Sweet Voice", from Son of Evil Reindeer]

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