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Verse 1

Three times I dreamed and three times the line went dead three times the operator said the memory you're calling for has moved or doesn't live here anymore I left a message anyway

Verse 2

I know you won't call back the voicemail fills with silence the way a cup fills with rain on a porch I never sat on in a summer I never had but the wanting the wanting is the body I was given

Chorus

and the details were unavailable but the trying wasn't and the trying wasn't and the crack in my voice when I hit the high note that I can't quite reach that I leave in anyway that's the detail that's the only detail I have

Verse 3

My friend said the poem is a phone between two persons so I'm picking up the phone and I'm calling the dark and the dark doesn't answer but it listens the listening is enough the listening is the line

Verse 4

I'm quilting with the absence layer on layer on layer each one a morning I woke up and couldn't find the dream the dream is under there somewhere or it isn't the fabric is the story either way

Bridge

(caesura) (the phone rings four times) (four times) (four times) (no one picks up) (no one picks up)

Final Chorus

and the details were unavailable but the calling wasn't but the calling wasn't and the crack in my voice when I finally stop trying to reach the note that's the detail that's where the dream lives in the crack in the crack in the crack

Outro

I'll call back tomorrow I'll call back tomorrow the calling is the poem the calling is the poem (fade out on the ringing)