Jesse Barki - Phone Call

Floating outside your body going through his belongings
Haunting the attic, found his collection of six strings

You woke from deep sleep in the middle of the night, to a phone call from your family
Asked me to drive you to your mothers right now, it's kind of an emergency

Dream of the house you visited every weekend
Powder blue siding, cherry tree in the garden
Pitcher of lemonade spilled on the second floor carpet
Years have gone by til you're finally inclined to revisit

Quickly got into the car, I look over and your face has got this look to it
"You know I hate it when you speed but I'm really gunna need you to step on it
Remember all the things we thought we would be, back when we attended college
I always knew but brushed it off that one day I would become grandfather-less"

Written by:
Jesse Barki

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