Lyrics
Black Forest Phone Call
Seems the bombs are falling closer now
Getting harder to keep away
And I'm not joking when I say
I know one has got my name
An arbitrary selection, checkmark carefully placed
No one really knows it
Except on the naming day
Or if you miss that connection
Waiting on the mezzanine
Might it mean more later
That's all she wrote, everything
Chance, luck, grace
Mixed up with faith
Will you even hear the click
That falls into place?
And there you'll be
Tanned by glory
Or at last above shame
One step over, maybe remembered
Not lost, moved on and got away
Now I have got a number
And I know just what to do
I try to keep things steady
Though I know I miss a beat or two
It's weary luck hurrah
If they miss you with their right
But we've all got scars
Most wear them out of sight
You can kill with kindness
Sure if you speak the truth
Or handed your card to turn in
And don't even have a clue
And out so fast, mint newly, half undone
Shadows fall, secrets spoken
Uncallable name but not broken
Just gone and got away
Black Forest phone call
Dry, cold day
Dawning and broken
Is he happy got away?
Just another sound bite
The bastards reason why
A note writ loud there at the end
Too tired to try
Moved along, enough commotion
Passed on by, turn the page
Language done, lonely soldier
A part of fortune
Got away
Tuning: E A D G B E capo 4