Talking on the phone hours passed
And you insisted
That you don’t know how to talk on phone
May be you don’t!
We talked of things that are near and far
We talked of time we spent in the car
We talked of moments that brought us close
We talked of moments that were full of remorse
Though connected by the two receivers
And a network of wires
I could feel the distance
That technology tried to bridge
But as the talks subsided
And both of us quietened
As silence surrounded
I could hear your breath
I found you so near
Could almost touch you
And we lay there
In each others arms
Surrounded by silence
Connected by two receivers
And a network of wires.
