Version of the Future Songtext

von Smoke Fairies

Somewhere in your building a phone cuts the night
No way of knowing who's on the line
You don't wake, i wonder how i got here
Try to remember where i was this time last year

And for minutes i lay listening
Wondering what news its song's heralding
Is there something of worth i have yet to discover?
The ringing continues could it be your last lover?

There's a version of the future hanging close above my head
But i can't get to it
Search around the room to build the pieces of a life
But i can't make them fit

The darkness lifts and i think of the door
I think i like you but i'm never that sure
One day will you call me when i'm half asleep
Dialing a number that's incomplete?

There's a version of the future hanging close above my head
But i can't get to it

Search around the room to build the pieces of a life
But i can't make them fit

In the dark i feel alone
'till the sun comes up it's polite to go home
If i back out of this too soon
Will i be left holding torches for you?

We might not know each other in a week
Become weird numbers we dial in our sleep
Listening to empty dial tones
Left with sleepless nights alone

There's a version of the future hanging close above my head
But i can't get to it
Search around the room to build the pieces of a life
But i can't make them fit

In the dark i feel alone
'till the sun comes up it's polite to go home
If i back out of this too soon
Will i be left holding torches for you?