Cold Static Electric Microwaves

You're here, now you're there
Your voice so close
On the other side of the phone
I can feel your smile
Your warmth
And the way you want to make me happy
Was that all I've wanted in my life?
Sometimes I dream
Sometimes I float
I dont' know when it starts
How it starts
When it ends
Except when its too late
Then I'm in a daze
With a glazed smile
Staring, always staring
Intently
What do I see?
I wish I could tell you
The million thoughts that are racing past my mind
Now my eye, unblinking
I am strangely aware of my breathing
Deep breaths... deep breaths
Whew

A smile
Mine or yours?
It belongs to us
The ones that we dont' see
But feel
Through cold static electric microwaves
It still gets through pretty fine
But what then?
When I hang up
No... when you hang up.

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