Broken Telephone from Bleary by Good Grief!

Woke up late again this morning
Can't chase clouds away too soon
The sun came out again this evening
But it burned out in the afternoon

The stairs creak so slowly
As he takes his steps
Another night writing down regrets

Used to hear a voice so clearly
But now we interrupt on cue
Overflow of information
It's flooding through the gates that tell me that its you

The stairs creak so slowly
As she takes her steps
Another night writing
Down her regrets
Into the darkness she exclaims, "I am home!"
Yeah, we used to talk
Broken Telephone

Did you really hear it somewhere?
Or was it someone else's news?

The doors open slowly
As we make our steps
Another night writing off
All of our regrets
Into the darkness we explain, "We are home"
Yeah, we used to talk
Broken Telephone

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