Paper Telephones

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Verse

I've got a paper cup, you've got a paper cup, and in between, a string
And I whisper very carefully, "Let's paint the hallway blue"
But the message wobbles on the wire on its way to you
'Cause the string goes round the water cooler, out the window, through the zoo
So on Monday in the hallway there's a beautiful canoe
And you're smiling like the sun because you did the perfect thing
And it isn't what I asked for, but it floats like anything
Oh, the trouble isn't people, it's the paper and the string

Chorus

Paper telephones
Everybody has a thing to say
And we mean it, how we mean it, but it wanders on the way
Through the knots and through the window and the weather and the gray
Till the thing I tried to tell you is a different bouquet
We are all of us so kind and we are all of us alone
Talking into paper cups in our most hopeful tone
Paper telephones

Verse

Then you whispered back to me, "We're gonna need a little time"
But I heard it through the static and the wobble of the thread
And I swear I heard "more thyme," so I went running on ahead
And I planted every windowsill in green and gold and red
Now the office smells like Sunday and like soup and like fresh bread
And you thank me, 'cause you're kind, and you say the smell's sublime
And we're both still working hard and we're both on overtime
Oh, our hearts are in the right place, but the string is out of time

Chorus

Paper telephones
Everybody has a thing to say
And we mean it, how we mean it, but it wanders on the way
Through the knots and through the window and the weather and the gray
Till the thing I tried to tell you is a different bouquet
We are all of us so kind and we are all of us alone
Talking into paper cups in our most hopeful tone
Paper telephones

Bridge

What if I put down the cup and walked across the room
It's only twenty little steps, it's not a very long walk
I could draw it on the whiteboard with a little piece of chalk
I could knock upon your cubicle and actually talk
Like a neighbor on a porch, like a person on a sidewalk
Not a signal, not a satellite, a rumor or a zoom
Just two people and their words and nothing left to assume
What if I just walked across the room

Chorus

Paper telephones
Everybody has a thing to say
And we mean it, how we mean it, but it wanders on the way
Through the knots and through the window and the weather and the gray
Till the thing I tried to tell you is a different bouquet
We are all of us so kind and we are all of us alone
Talking into paper cups in our most hopeful tone
Paper telephones

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Paper telephones