Texting Feist Songtext
von Giant Sand

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?)