These Days
by Ty Kovatch

Telephone
She's patient
In a hurry, she says hello
To what she knows
What she don't know
What's the difference?
What's it mean to be afraid?
The consequences of these days

The voice was cold, directed
Distance is safe
And now she'll pay
Cuz they're collection
Time is such a waste
And she waits for the consequences of these days
My baby's got a bad disease
And she knows she's lost control of everything
And she waits for the consequences of these days

And now she waits for something
She never knows what for
And the days move swiftly by her
Time is such a whore
And she wades in the consequences of these days
Of these days

My baby's got a bad disease
And she knows she's lost control of everything
And she waits for the consequences of these days

Ty Kovatch 1999


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