歌詞

My pocket knew before I did

A little storm under the seam

I kept my thumb above the screen

Like touching it would make it mean

Maybe it is nothing

Maybe it is kind

Maybe it is someone

Changing their mind

The Phone Was Loud Before It Rang

I heard the room prepare

A tiny light became a weight

And pulled me from the air

I left it face down on the table

As if it had a face to hide

The kitchen held its little breath

The window looked too bright outside

I can answer later

I can count to ten

I can be a person

When I come back again

The Phone Was Loud Before It Rang

It filled the afternoon

A quiet thing can take the floor

And crowd a little room

No one means to scare me

No one has to shout

Some doors are only buzzing

Some days still keep me out

The Phone Was Loud Before It Rang

But I let the ringing pass

I put my hands around the day

And made a smaller glass

I turned the screen over

And the room came gently back