I tried to call you / All I got was your voice / On the answering machine / saying “Leave a message after the tone”
Idle conversations / There are different variations / Yet they all end up the same / Scattered words, all disarray Small talk that is forced / Unrightfully coherced / Into talking, when all really …
Unaware of its potential / I kept it all confidential / But it caused my thoughts to go disarray / And no one came to save the day
. . .So keep the past the past / Leave those memories to collect dust / Thrown them in the river / Let them sink and rust. . .