“Burning Giraffes and Telephone”

“Ring… ring… ring…”

“Hello?”
I hear nothing…
only my heart is beating slowly

“Ring… ring… ring…”

I pick up the phone again waiting for the one speaking
but I hear no one talking

“Ring… ring… ring…”

I let the phone singing the sad song
while I packing the luggage…

“Ring… ring… ring…”
No one hear the phone’s crying
I just left the house and burn the field…

Burning all of our memories
Burning the damned phone

“Ring… ring… ring…”
On the other part of world, in a telephone box you’re whispering…
“SORRY”