Where You Breath
Logical_Miracle
3:11Oh, oh, oh, oh Velvet telephone on the floor Rings like it did when you walked through the door I still pick it up and pretend Like you're calling to say this isn't the end I know it's mad, I know it's old, but the dials still gold And your voice feels near every time it rings I hear you on the loved telephone Saying, "Harry, I'm coming home" Though it's aesthetic and a dream It's the sweetest sound I've ever seen Oh, oh, oh, oh I keep the cord tied in a bow Like the one you wore at that last show You said time was tricky, strange But I never wanted things to change I know it's mad, I know it's old, but the dial still gold And your voice feels near every time it rings I hear you on the velvet telephone Saying, " Harry, I'm coming home" Though it's just static and a dream It's the sweetest sound I've ever seen Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I wait by the window each night Hoping for your voice in the candlelight You left with a whisper, not a slam Still holding on to who I am, oh You on the velvet telephone Saying, "Harry, I'm coming home" Oh, I know it's crazy, I know it's gone But your voice still lives in this song Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh