2003-12-16 Voice Mail

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2002-2004 Muse

Its like listening to a familiar song
Each time you come on the voice mail
I dial up to hear you speak
With a push of a button
I feel your voice inside me

 

But baby where are you
Why is it the machine I get
Is there a drift
A rift
In our love?
I feel your distance
Even when you are near.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was written a while ago but it is always somethig we discuss to be sure it doesn't fester.

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