Unknown caller rang on my phone
Called back, nothin' but the tone
Late August, bout five past nine
Too late for them to hit the line
But who was there?
Don't care, it's fine
Left two chimes, I'll hit em back another time
Back to the line, towing it it's no crime
Long as you don't get caught
A lot to speak on
But best I be gone
Along a steep night
A high to see dawn
If only I don't care
They'll tell me to be there
Running my mind corner to corner
On free fare
Something of the times
Or the rhymes all feel just like I'm fooled
Lost in some allure
Hooked me, so subsumed
But the moon is high
A paler light on you and I
It just feels right
In this time
The bitter things are sweet tonight
Tonight
Far from sleeping
Dancing, moving