Phone Company from Sleeping, Snarling by Handshake

He builds gardens of stone
Just to pass the time
They won't go whenever he asks them
Illicit campaign ads
They sell us some trash bags
And I know
He keeps changing the channel

He touches the clicker
The ad soon starts over
He calls up the company
They say they'll be right on over

He digs holes in the ground
And plants in the seeds
They feel like bullets
And pop when their needs have been cured
When he dreams in front of the screen

The phone never rings
When he's staring right at it
His eyes
Could poke holes in my eyes if my eyes
Were the phone

And there's a mark on the side where his eyes
Have made a dent
He's been feeling so homesick
He's been feeling so homesick

The phone never rings
When he's staring right at it
His eyes
Could poke holes in my eyes if my eyes
Were the phone

And there's a mark on the side where his eyes
Have made a dent
He's been feeling so homesick
He's been feeling so homesick

He's been feeling so homesick
He's been feeling so homesick

• Art Rock
• Indie
• Rock
• San Francisco