Balcony Silence
Phone on silent on the concrete ledge Watching headlights drift off the
edge (yeah)
Balcony view with the screen turned black
No more typing, I'm not calling back Twenty stories up over lanes
of gold Watching all the stories of the world unfold Balcony view
and my phone on silent Quiet on the ledge while the streets
get violent
Looking down at the red and white streams of lights Everybody's rushing
through these autumn nights But I'm frozen in the cold air,
counting the cars Trying to find a signal underneath no stars Next
door, the neighbor with the porch light walks out Looks over the
railing, wondering what I'm about He sweeps off his mat,
checks his lock, then he's gone Leaving me alone with the highway
hum (left me all alone)
Balcony view with the screen turned black
No more typing, I'm not calling back Twenty stories up over lanes
of gold Watching all the stories of the world unfold Balcony view
and my phone on silent Quiet on the ledge while the streets
get violent
No notifications, no vibrating buzz Just remembering the way it was Over
the freeway, suspension in air
I am finally nowhere (nowhere)
Balcony view (phone on silent) (hmmmm)