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The weeks turned to months and the texts came up short
The warm little jokes became dry reports
The voicemail you sent holds a laugh and a sigh
But I haven't pressed play since the summer went by
We used to talk over every last thing
The night was our station, our phones used to ring
Now the station plays static and I change the dial
I hum the old chorus for a long, quiet while
The calendar thins out on a single pin
The doorbell rests easy, nobody comes in
I count every day and the warmth runs low
The river between us keeps widening slow
The calendar thins out on a single pin
The doorbell rests easy, nobody comes in
The fire that we fed daily burns quiet and small
But one call from you and I'm back in our hall
We used to talk over every last thing
The night was our station, our phones used to ring
Now the station plays static and I change the dial
I hum the old chorus for a long, quiet while
The calendar thins out on a single pin
The doorbell rests easy, nobody comes in
I count every day and the warmth runs low
The river between us keeps widening slow
The calendar thins out on a single pin
The doorbell rests easy, nobody comes in
The fire that we fed daily burns quiet and small
But one call from you and I'm back in our hall
