November 12, 2015

Lyrics

Telephone wire, run and run.
Telephone wire, sun down on the creek.
Partly frozen, partly flowing.
Must be windy, trees are bending.
Junction 50 field needs mowing.
Feels like the car is floating.
Say something, talk to him!
Say something, anything!
At the light, at the light, at the light, at the light.
At the light, at the light, at the light, at the light.
Like you could say, "
So how does it feel to know that you and I are both-" Hey!
Yeah.
Where do you want to go?
Oh, I don't know.
I know a bar.
It's kind of hidden away.
A city club for folks like, you know.
Could be fun.
But, Dad, I'm not twenty-one.
Yeah, right.
Telephine wire, long black wire.
Telephone wire, finely threaded sky.
There's the pond where I went wading, there's a sign for Sugar Valley, on the mountain light is fading, I go back to school tomorrow.
Say something, talk to him!
Say something, anything!
At the light, at the light, at the light, at the light.
At the light, at the light, at the light, at the light.
Doesn't matter what you say, just make the fear in his eyes go away.
BRUCE: There was a boy, in college, my first year there.
Norris Jones.
He had black, wavy hair.
Norris Jones, where is he now?
Fourteen years old, in Swenson's barn.
It was cold.
Lots of boys messed around.
You know, for them it was a game they outgrew.
But I always knew.
ADULT ALISON: Dad, me too.
Since, like, five, I guess.
I preferred to wear boy shirts and pants.
I felt absurd in a dress.
I really tried to deny my feelings for girls, but I was like you, Dad, me too.
BRUCE: Norris Jones.
ADULT ALISON: Dad.
BRUCE: Norris Jones.
ADULT ALISON: Dad.
BRUCE: Hey, did I mention that new project I've taken on?
Oh, that old house out on Route 150; it's been standing out there empty fourty, fifty years at least.
ADULT ALISON: Telephone wire, stop to fast.
Telephone wire, make this not the past.
This car ride, this is where it has to happen.
There must be some other chances.
There's a moment I'm forgetting, where do you tell me you see me?
Say something, talk to me!
Say something, anything!
At the light, at the light.
This can't be our last- BRUCE: Well, that was fun.
It's earlier than I thought.
Are you coming in?
ADULT ALISON: Telephone wire.
That was our last night.

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