Lighter Exchange

I dialled your old digits just to see

If some ghost of us would talk to me But a stranger

answered with a dry "hello" In the library corner where the quiet

things grow (oh-oh-oh)

Aisle four, where the old maps fade away Outside,

the sky is a heavy slate of gray

Raindrops hitting glass like a soft snare drum

I sat on the carpet where the dust motes hum

He said he bought the SIM card from a shop downtown He

was hiding from the downpour,

looking up and down He said "I'll trade your secrets for a

silver lighter spark" In the library aisle where the lights grow dark

And the rain won't let up tonight

No, the rain won't let up tonight (yeah)

I dialled your old digits just to see

If some ghost of us would talk to me

But a stranger answered with a dry "hello"

In the library corner

where the quiet things grow (oh-oh-oh)

We talked about the static

on the telephone wire

Two lonely souls beside an artificial fire

He kept your old number,

but he doesn't know your name

Just a stranger in the library playing my game

I dialled your old digits just to see

If some ghost of us would talk to me

But a stranger answered with a dry "hello"

In the library corner where the quiet things grow (oh-oh-oh)

Your old number's gone (just a stranger on the line) Your old

number's gone