Mr. Tuesday-Call — No Occasion

Lyrics

[Intro]
The sun is down behind the neighbor's roof.
Dishes are done, the water's still warm on my hands.
It's Tuesday.
Just, Tuesday.

[Verse 1]
The phone is on the counter, face up.
No alerts, no rings.
Just a dark little square of glass.
Seven o'clock gives a soft click from the stove.
The day has been a day.
Full of its usual noise.
And now, the quiet.
And in the quiet, the thought of you.
Not like a task on a list.
Just a presence.

[Chorus]
There's no news to report.
There's no favor to ask.
Just a line I need to draw from my room to yours.
Hey Mom.
Just thinking of you.
This is the whole point.
The call is the whole point.

[Verse 2]
My thumb finds your name.
I don't need to look.
The seven numbers I knew before my own.
One ring.
Two rings.
And then your voice, with the sound of your television in the background.
Familiar.
A little tired, maybe.
But it's you.

[Chorus]
And there's no news to report.
No grand thing to confess.
Just a line drawn from my quiet to yours.
Hey Mom.
Just thinking of you.
This is the whole point.
The call is the whole point.

[Bridge]
They used to have operators for this.
A wire stretched across three states.
A special occasion.
Now it's just a habit of the heart.
A small promise I keep to myself.
A tether.
Just to check that the knot on your end is still holding.

[Outro]
Yeah, my day was fine.
How's the garden?
Okay.
Talk to you soon.
I will.
The line goes dead.
The quiet comes back.
But it's different now.
Warmer.