Bending Albert's Law

The washing machine

Needs fixing here

It's early dark

This time of year

It's small and cold

I'm hiding in here

Behind orange drapes

And wafer walls

I've made a mess to make it feel like home

All this stuff I packed can't fill this hole

I conjure you up

You appear

It's ridiculous

That you're not here

I bend Albert's laws slightly

I say the magic words

Till you're beside me

Out on Crouton Hill

People passing through

I tried your phone

Then I bought dry shoes

The squelch of rubber soles

Sun went dark

There's too many steps from where you are

I conjure you up

You appear

It's ridiculous

That you're not here

I bend Albert's laws slightly

I say the magic words

Till you're beside me

I conjure you up

You appear

It's ridiculous

That you're not here

I bend Albert's laws slightly

I say the magic words

Then you're beside me