Texting Feist

Les Are you there? (The days are a mess) the days are a mess (And the nights don't care) and the nights don't care It's getting outrageous But I don't think it's contagious All so perplexing Glad you don't mind me texting Calling from the future Such an open wound A song can be a suture Band-aid, a tune When love is angry And love turns deadly And the days become A Leonard Cohen medley Steady on (steady on) Steady on And the days become A Leonard Cohen medley (Steady on) steady on (Steady on) steady on Les Hello Did you get to go Down to Mexico? The silence is The hardest part When you're suffering Tinnitus of the heart Love is angry Love's turned deadly Steady on Steady on And the days become (and the days become) A Leonard Cohen medley (Steady on) steady on (Steady on) steady on Leslie (Leslie) Can you still read me? (Can you still read me?)