A7 Dm Dsus2 Dm And the lamp is not lit, A7 Dm Dsus2 Dm and calendars are lying, Gm7 Fmaj7 Em7b9 And if you have been wanting something to say to me, A7 Dm Dsus2 A7 Then say it. Any deceptive sound. Worse than silence, When in the midst of the party fall from his hands A glass of wine. And black Cabinet And waiting in the trunk of the cartridge. So quiet that I can hear is the depth The subway car. On the square shelves. Dark at the end of the row. And in the receiver, these many years later Some beeps. And somewhere a door will slam, And wires will falter. Hi! We will be happy now And for all. Hi! We will be happy now And for all.