Treble Charger - Cubicle lyrics

The news absconded all Past dually marked Of what you wanted done January's been long He walked around his stuff As she's been so The manager speaks of him Twenty five years down There's nothing there at all The biggest things are always small It doesn't matter at all The emptiness on his face Now you've put wrong The simple moments of Tempering the night Stand around my seething On what's involved From arguments left out Can't you hear the call?