

Your desk has three screens glowing blue
(glowing blue) I dialed the digits that I once knew
But someone else picked up the line They're listening to that voice
of mine
At the shift change,
the lights go dim
A single candle burning thin
On a slice of blackout cake left cold
Replaying the voicemail once again!
(once again!) Through the static where we began!
Replaying the voicemail, feel the heat
We're dancing on a different street!
Your office chair is spinning slow (spinning slow) The screens are on
but nobody's home You hit replay and hear my ghost The tiny
flame we left the most
Replaying the voicemail once again!
(once again!) Through the static where we began!
Replaying the voicemail, feel the heat
We're dancing on a different street!