The last chance

Batla: Somewhere in the desert is a telegraph pole Holding up a telephone line full of copper wires With your voice and mine and a profound silence Trying to build a word-bridge between our islands...

Last night I was running in the rain. Talking to my god, talking to myself. Didn’t you hear me in the night crying for you? Do you even care enough to try? try to love me… This is your last chance I...