Telephone Wire
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 wanna go?"
"Oh, I don't know"
"I know a bar
It's kind of hidden away
A seedy club for folks like, you know
Could be fun"
"But, Dad, I'm not 21"
"Yeah, right"
Telephone 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
There was a boy, in college, my first year there
Norris Jones
He had black, wavy hair
Norris Jones, where is he now?
14 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
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
Norris Jones
Dad
Norris Jones
Dad
Hey, did I mention that new project I've taken on?
Oh, you've seen it, that old house out on Route 150?
It's been standing out there empty 40, 50 years at least
Telephone wire, stop, too 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 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-
Well, that was fun
It's earlier than I thought
Are you coming in?
Telephone wire
That was our last night
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 wanna go?"
"Oh, I don't know"
"I know a bar
It's kind of hidden away
A seedy club for folks like, you know
Could be fun"
"But, Dad, I'm not 21"
"Yeah, right"
Telephone 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
There was a boy, in college, my first year there
Norris Jones
He had black, wavy hair
Norris Jones, where is he now?
14 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
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
Norris Jones
Dad
Norris Jones
Dad
Hey, did I mention that new project I've taken on?
Oh, you've seen it, that old house out on Route 150?
It's been standing out there empty 40, 50 years at least
Telephone wire, stop, too 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 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-
Well, that was fun
It's earlier than I thought
Are you coming in?
Telephone wire
That was our last night
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Writer(s): Jeanine Tesori, Lisa Kron
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