The Call Lyrics - Parmida

In a vacuum of daydreams come and gone 

I've been watching the paint dry 

With my high heels and my lipstick on 

I'm surveilling the plants die 

But I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting 

Waiting for the call 

In a sinkhole I wink at passerbys 

Keep an eye out for keepers 

In a pink rage I think I know the why 

I keep listening for beepers 

Cause I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting 

Waiting for the call 

Listening for the voices that everybody hears 

Listening for direction, I am listening for the cheers 

Listening for a miracle, I'm listening for the cue 

Listening for the doo-doo-doodoo 

I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting