Telephone Cords

[Chorus] Telephone cords, telephone cords Cross the pale sky, pull us toward Telephone cords, telephone cords Carry your quiet from door to door [Verse] You climb the lattice tower’s frame Where wires draw lines through smoke and rain The metal hums above the ground A thin blue pulse, a trembling sound [Verse] You stand where the fields fall away With shadowed steel in the fading day Every crossing, every strand Feels like a promise hand to hand [Chorus] Telephone cords, telephone cords Cross the pale sky, pull us toward Telephone cords, telephone cords Carry your quiet from door to door