Marisol the Sponsor — Phone Call Returned at 2 AM

Lyrics

[Intro]
Two oh three.
January seventeenth.
The dark is so cold, so complete.

[Verse 1]
The screen glows on the bedside table.
Next to the paperback, the dog-eared Big Book.
It just says 'Sponsee (Crisis)'.
I answer on the second ring.
Your voice is a frayed wire, static and shame.
A bus stop somewhere off the highway.
You don't have to say the rest.
I already hear it.

[Chorus]
Just tell me where you are.
I'll come get you.
Don't move.
Don't think.
Just tell me where you are.
I'm already on my way.

[Verse 2]
The floorboards are cold under my feet.
My coat from the hook by the door.
The Subaru keys don't jingle, I hold them tight in my palm.
I checked the gas tank before bed, like I always do on weekends.
There's a clean t-shirt and a granola bar in the go-bag in the trunk.
Just in case.
The click of the car door is the only sound on the whole street.

[Chorus]
Just tell me where you are.
I'll come get you.
Don't move.
Don't think.
Just tell me where you are.
I'm already on my way.

[Bridge]
Someone did this for me once.
A different car, a different night.
Same dark. Same shame.
This isn't a debt.
It's a baton in a long, quiet race.
You just hold it for a while.
And then you pass it on.
No receipts.

[Outro]
Headlights cut a path.
The highway is empty.
Just me, and the engine, and the promise I made.
I'll come get you.