Dialtone - Jack Stauber's Micropop

Yeah, a place where they’re smilin'

Every time I go out the way

The way of the prolapse and they cry

Save another, why why?

Quiet

Looking back and I’m out again (Honey, I’m home)

Reaching out that hope ahead

To shake that particular hung up

But it’s done, done, done, done

Done, done, done (What's wrong, darling?)

Oh, turn around and I catch myself

Buckling over, luckily held

To shape the new, will never bother you

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