The Telephone

All we're waiting for is a call
The one call that will change it all
Everything we've ever known
Everything we've ever been shown

It will all be erased by a single sound
As we slowly release you into the ground
It's something I'd rather not think about
Yet your condition only brings doubt

But maybe there's hope, maybe we're wrong
Maybe we've been fooled all along
But I'm scared we're right, and you're going now
Silently we wonder how

You came and went like no one else before
And I only ask to see you once more
But somewhere far away, an angel sings
And somewhere nearby, a telephone rings.