Version of the Future Songtext
von Smoke Fairies

somewhere in your building a phone cuts the night
no way of knowing who′s on the line
you don't wake, i wonder how i got here
try to remember where i was this time last year

and for minutes i lay listening
wondering what news its song′s heralding
is there something of worth i have yet to discover?
the ringing continues could it be your last lover?

there's a version of the future hanging close above my head
but i can't get to it
search around the room to build the pieces of a life
but i can′t make them fit

the darkness lifts and i think of the door
i think i like you but i′m never that sure
one day will you call me when i'm half asleep
dialing a number that′s incomplete?


there's a version of the future hanging close above my head
but i can′t get to it

search around the room to build the pieces of a life
but i can't make them fit

in the dark i feel alone
′till the sun comes up it's polite to go home
if i back out of this too soon
will i be left holding torches for you?

we might not know each other in a week
become weird numbers we dial in our sleep
listening to empty dial tones
left with sleepless nights alone

there's a version of the future hanging close above my head
but i can′t get to it
search around the room to build the pieces of a life
but i can′t make them fit


in the dark i feel alone
'till the sun comes up it′s polite to go home
if i back out of this too soon
will i be left holding torches for you?