Telefony

• Have A Nice Life
• Deathconsciousness

If science is half the man it says it is

Then I can build it

The machine that snaps

All of time in half

I can break its back

I can break its back

I can build a door

And I can travel through

They do it with telefony

You don’t see it much anymore, but

But surely I

But surely I

If I could just hear your voice

If I could just hear your voice

But I don’t think I have the choice

The look on your face

When I first connect the line

For the very first time

My words come slowly to mind

Is anybody there?

All trembling and scared

Replies then come

Fainter than air

When the world hates a body, it just throws itself away to a place where our hands can’t reach.